"Anyway," he started. "I'm dying to know what was wrong withyourguy."
Harmony thought back to the night of her date with Dominick. What was wrong with him? He'd been the perfect gentleman to her the entire night—until he left with littleexplanation.
"Nothing," she eventuallymuttered.
"Nothing?" Pax shook his head. "That's a lie, and youknowit."
Harmony sighed, her gaze going to the front of the restaurant as if she could conjure up Dominick just by doing so. "The only thing wrong with him was hewasn'tyou."
The grin on Pax’s face grewwider.
"That's not what I mean," she tried to explain. "He was great. I just thought he was going to be you, and I couldn't lookpastthat."
“Well, I can understand the disappointment, then.” Hesmirked.
His arrogance was off-putting, and had rubbed her the wrong way almost instantly. She wasn’t sure what to say, but hoped they could click soon and make the date less uncomfortable, because at this rate, it was going to end faster than the one she’d had withDominick.
“So, Morgan told me you play baseball,”Harmonysaid.
Pax nodded and was happy to fill the silence with his baseball statistics. He was looking forward to the game this week again Saint Leo University, and went on and on about the guys on the other team. Harmony tried to pay attention, she did, but his voice had become oddly similar to the teacher in all the Peanutscartoons.
Wah,wah,wah...
She nodded and smiled when he stopped long enough to take a breath, and hoped she was making the appropriate motions at the righttimes.
When the waitress finally brought the food out, Harmony wasted no time. She was taking her first bite as soon as the plates hit the table, burning her tongue in theprocess.
“Wow, you’ve got quite the appetite, don’t you? At least itdoesn’tshow.”
Harmony stopped chewing and looked upatPax.
“I just mean you must have a fast metabolism. It’s good to know you won’t be ordering salad every time wegoout.”
Every time? That implied there would beanothertime. Harmony wasn’t so sure she wanted a second date yet. Pax was as handsome as she thought he would be—more so, even—but the dynamic between them just didn’t feelright.
Harmony shrugged and answered, with her mouth still full of food. “I liketoeat.”
He nodded and started talking again. Harmony tried to focus as she shoveled food into her mouth. The sooner she was done eating, the sooner the datewasover.
Pax looked at her expectantly. “So, does that meanyou’llcome?”
Come to what? Dang it, Harmony really needed to try harder to follow his conversation. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I think I might have zoned out for just a second. Gotowhat?”
Pax rolled his eyes. “The game against Saint Leo. The thing I’ve been talking about allnight.”
He wasstilltalking about that? She bit her lip. “Whenisit?”
“Yeesh. It’s like you haven’t been listening to me at all tonight.” He let out a puff of air and shook his head. “It’s on Thursday night. It could be ourseconddate.”
“Second date,” Harmony mused. Once she said the words aloud, she knew how ridiculous the idea was. She wanted to give this date her all, but did that mean she would string him along? That wouldn’t be right either. When did dating become so complicated? And wasn’t using the Date Maker supposed to make iteasier?
Besides, all she could think about during her date with Pax was Dominick and how different he was from the guy sitting across fromhernow.
“Listen, Pax, I don’t think this is working out,” Harmony blurted before she could lose hernerve.
He stopped mid-chew, his brows furrowed. “What do you mean? I thought we were having a good time? We’ve had a good conversation overdinner.”
He meant he’d had a good conversation, but Harmony decided against mentioning that. Instead she said, “I think I might want to go on another date with my non-match.” Not that Harmony owed Pax theexplanation.
