“No, that’s fine.”
“How was your day?”He asks, and I look around.
“It was good.Busy.What about you?”
This isn’t how I thought our date would go.I thought it would be awkward or tense, but he’s already putting me at ease.
I need to keep my guard up around this guy.There’s no future for us.There can’t be.
“I made a few calls, saw another possible location for the resort, and caught up on emails.The usual.”
“That’s an average day for you then?”I ask as the same waitress from last time comes over with our waters.
“Pretty much.Sometimes I’m traveling or on location at one of the resorts or hotels.If we’re in the middle of a build, I’m there overseeing things.”
“Sounds nice.To always be seeing new places,” I comment.
“Maybe.It can be lonely though.”
“Have you always been a workaholic?”I ask him, and he smiles softly.
“Always.What about you?”
“It’s kind of what I’m used to.I grew up with the wolves.Now, well, now they’re kind of all the family that I have left.”
“I don’t have any family either.Well, none that I talk to,” he says, and I quirk a brow at him.
“Fight?”I ask.
“No, more like a shitty childhood.”
“So, your parents are still alive then?”I ask him, and he shrugs.
“As far as I know.I haven’t talked to them in years.Since I left Clearwater.”
“I’m sorry,” I tell him sincerely.
“It’s fine.I got out; I don’t have to deal with them anymore.I have a good life, a better life,” he says, and I can see the tension in him.
His jaw clenches and he lets out a long breath, relaxing as the waitress comes over with our food.
He looks like a lonely little boy for just a second, and my heart goes out to him.I can feel myself softening towards him, and I straighten in my seat.
“Here you are,” the waitress says as she sets our food down.
“Thanks.”
“Can I get you anything else?”She asks, and Fisher shakes his head.
I grab my burger, taking a bite as I try to get my walls back in place.
“Salty food or sweet?”Fisher asks, and I blink.
“Salty.You?”
“Same.What’s your favorite snack?”
“Popcorn,” I tell him.
