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Though the décor was simple, it worked. Best of all were the tantalizing aromas that filled the space.

A hostess approached, wearing a bright-red blouse and a black wrap skirt with a red design at its hemline. “Welcome to Lotus Blossom. Name?”

Tanner gave her his name, and the hostess led them to a corner table, where he helped Emmie into her chair.

“I thought a table out of the way would give us more privacy,” said Tanner, as a waitress approached them carrying a large bottle of water.

“Hello, I’m Star. I’ll be serving you tonight,” the waitress said. She filled their water glasses, handed them menus, and said, “May I get you something else to drink?”

Tanner turned to Emmie.

“I’d like a beer,” said Emmie. “Something light. It’s the best with spicy food like this.”

Tanner grinned. “Bring us two IPAs, please.”

After the waitress left, Tanner said, “I like a woman who isn’t afraid to speak up.”

Emmie laughed. “Remember, I work with lawyers, and one learns to be outspoken.”

He chuckled. “I’m glad Brad and Kate introduced us. I’m looking for a friend. Someone to do things with.”

“That’s amazing,” said Emmie. “I told my family I was ready to date, but actually, I’m not sure I am. Having a male friend would be ideal. But, Tanner, I must warn you that every single female under fifty in town would like to think of you as more than a friend.”

Tanner grimaced. “I’ve been through ten years of being on my own, and that’s how I want to continue. My divorce was ugly and made me a single father with a commitment to do the best for my boy.”

“I admire that about you,” said Emmie. “Even though we don’t know one another yet, let’s just plan to enjoy each other’s company.”

“That sounds great,” said Tanner, looking up as the waitress brought them their beer.

“Are you ready to order?” asked the waitress.

“Not yet. There’s a lot to see,” said Emmie. “What do you recommend?”

“The grilled salmon with our three-flavor sauce is my favorite,” said the waitress. “All of our curry dishes are delicious, too. I can recommend any of the salads and soups, as well.”

“They all sound delicious,” said Emmie, “but I’ll have the grilled salmon.”

“And I’ll have the red curry with chicken, medium hot,” said Tanner. He looked at Emmie. “Do you want some spring rolls as an appetizer? Or anything else?”

“Yes, on the spring rolls, but I’m fine with what I ordered,” she said, looking forward to something she hadn’t prepared herself.

The waitress left, and as they were about to talk, a woman approached the table. “Hi, Emmie. I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Hi, Sue,” said Emmie. “Yes, it’s been a week or so. This is my friend, Tanner Stone. He’s a new lawyer in town.”

Sue faced Tanner, her smile overly bright. “Hi, I’m Sue Childress. I heard about you. I’m sure you’re busy getting settled, but I hope we meet again.”

“Perhaps we will,” said Tanner politely, shifting uncomfortably.

With nothing more to say, Sue left the table.

Emmie saw how miserable Tanner looked and realized, as amiable as he seemed, he was, in truth, quite shy. Maybe that’s why he needed a friend to help him wave off other, more serious women.

Their appetizers arrived.

“Let’s dig in,” said Tanner.

Before they finished the spring rolls, their main course dishes arrived.