“That’s okay. We can go to the beach and play with the metal detector. It is a lot more fun and you do find more valuable stuff.”
She smiled at Dave Matthews. “I’d like that.”
He took the metal detector from her. “Enough of my hobby.” He looked at his watch. How about we go to Applebee’s? My treat.”
Deborah rubbed her stomach. “That sounds like a great idea.”
Lunch with Dave went pretty well. He opened doors for her, pulled her chair out at the restaurant and was a nice gentleman. It was she that ruined everything.
“Thank you for taking me to lunch,” she said as they walked out toward his car.
“No problem,” said Dave. “I kind of like you.”