Chapter 53

“Excuse me,” he said. “Guy over there wants to buy you a drink.” He pointed at a not unattractive thirtysomething man on the other side of the horseshoe shaped bar.

I smiled at that and said, “Tell him thank you, but I’m meeting a very special someone in just a few minutes.”

As the bartender walked away, Charles came up to me. “Hi, been waiting long?”

“Just long enough for someone to try to pick me up,” I said, and told him about the drink offer

I left some money on the bar to cover my drink, and we went to wait for a table, winding up at a small table in the bar area because they were busy. We ordered Caesar salads, which arrived promptly, and a pleasant hour later we were making our way out of the restaurant.

“I didn’t see your car out back,” Charles said. “Where are you parked?”

“Actually, I walked over here.”

“Want a ride back?”

“Sure.”

Minutes later, we were in front of the town house, and he said, “I’ve got a meeting in a few minutes, so I have to run.”