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out the way she had imagined it. How could an attractive, nice young girl not want to date anymore? Did her son know this already? Was that the reason for this peculiar charade?
“Why do you hate men so much, Megan?” Cora asked.
Megan looked aghast, swiveling around to see if anyone had over heard Cora. “Please don’t say it like that. I’m not militant or anything, and I don’t hate men. I just have bad luck with them. That’s all. I’ve always been a complete failure at relationships. You name it—father, mother, friends, employers, everybody. But especially men. Trust me, you’d lose your appetite if I told you all of my horror stories.”
Cora put her elbows on the table and massaged her forehead with her fingertips. She was going to need some aspirin. Maybe if she played the money card, Megan would come running. It couldn’t hurt, and she wouldn’t even blame Megan. She was so poor, so she was bound to jump at it.
“This guy I know is very rich, Megan. Very. You could eat in restaurants like this every night if you wanted to. And if it worked out, and you two got married, then just think of what kind of lifestyle you would have. No more worrying about money. That’s worth the gamble, isn’t it?”
Megan thought about trying the shrimp again. Maybe Cora would stop talking if she saw that her victim had her mouth full. Nope, no such luck. Cora looked determined, and not in the least put off by Megan’s reluctance to bite at the bait she was dangling.
“Even worse, Cora. Money ruins people. Unfortunately, I know first hand. It turns people into slaves. They have to have this and they have to have that. And if that person has a better this, then you have to run out the next day and get a better one. I lived practically my whole life playing that game. My parents still are and they’re molding my little sister to play right along beside them, just like they did me. I couldn’t handle that type of life again, thank you very much. I’ll stay poor and grateful for what I have.”
Cora grew quiet and thoughtful. Well, she wasn’t a gold digger, that was for sure, but there was more here that Megan wasn’t telling. Cora was determined to find out. In the meantime, she had to set Megan up with her son. It was the first step towards her grandchildren getting here—and they had been waiting long enough.
“Yes, men can be obnoxious, tiresome, and exhausting, but what about kissing? When’s the last time you had a really good kiss? Hmmm?”
Megan laughed softly and shook her head as she remembered Trevor’s kiss from Saturday night. It really hadn’t been that bad. But she could still see the deep red imprint of her hand on his cheek and hoped it had faded.
“The last man who kissed me was a complete moron. The kiss wasn’t half bad, but there’s more to life than kissing.”
Cora figured she’d just have to pull a play out of her son’s book then. Bribery was a very handy tool when it came to maneuvering people.
“I’ll make a deal with you. Even though my nephew is a realtor, I’ll refer all my friends to you if you just go out on one date with this young man. What do you say?”
Megan looked at Cora as if she had just turned into a cockroach.
“Uh uh. No way,” Megan said confidently. “You’re so nice, you’ll refer them to me anyway. Gotcha!”
Seeing Cora’s expression, she had to laugh. But she had made a rule not to give into emotional manipulation when she moved out of her mom and dad’s house and she wasn’t going to start giving into it now. But she did feel a little sorry for Cora. She was so set on matchmaking that it was ruining their evening. Megan sighed as she realized that she was going to let Cora set her up on a blind date. Ugh!
“All right, Cora. I have a deal for you. It’s the only deal you’ll get from me, so take it or leave it. I will go out on a date with this fabulous young man of yours if you agree to do the same. With a man of my choosing.
“Why do you hate men so much, Megan?” Cora asked.
Megan looked aghast, swiveling around to see if anyone had over heard Cora. “Please don’t say it like that. I’m not militant or anything, and I don’t hate men. I just have bad luck with them. That’s all. I’ve always been a complete failure at relationships. You name it—father, mother, friends, employers, everybody. But especially men. Trust me, you’d lose your appetite if I told you all of my horror stories.”
Cora put her elbows on the table and massaged her forehead with her fingertips. She was going to need some aspirin. Maybe if she played the money card, Megan would come running. It couldn’t hurt, and she wouldn’t even blame Megan. She was so poor, so she was bound to jump at it.
“This guy I know is very rich, Megan. Very. You could eat in restaurants like this every night if you wanted to. And if it worked out, and you two got married, then just think of what kind of lifestyle you would have. No more worrying about money. That’s worth the gamble, isn’t it?”
Megan thought about trying the shrimp again. Maybe Cora would stop talking if she saw that her victim had her mouth full. Nope, no such luck. Cora looked determined, and not in the least put off by Megan’s reluctance to bite at the bait she was dangling.
“Even worse, Cora. Money ruins people. Unfortunately, I know first hand. It turns people into slaves. They have to have this and they have to have that. And if that person has a better this, then you have to run out the next day and get a better one. I lived practically my whole life playing that game. My parents still are and they’re molding my little sister to play right along beside them, just like they did me. I couldn’t handle that type of life again, thank you very much. I’ll stay poor and grateful for what I have.”
Cora grew quiet and thoughtful. Well, she wasn’t a gold digger, that was for sure, but there was more here that Megan wasn’t telling. Cora was determined to find out. In the meantime, she had to set Megan up with her son. It was the first step towards her grandchildren getting here—and they had been waiting long enough.
“Yes, men can be obnoxious, tiresome, and exhausting, but what about kissing? When’s the last time you had a really good kiss? Hmmm?”
Megan laughed softly and shook her head as she remembered Trevor’s kiss from Saturday night. It really hadn’t been that bad. But she could still see the deep red imprint of her hand on his cheek and hoped it had faded.
“The last man who kissed me was a complete moron. The kiss wasn’t half bad, but there’s more to life than kissing.”
Cora figured she’d just have to pull a play out of her son’s book then. Bribery was a very handy tool when it came to maneuvering people.
“I’ll make a deal with you. Even though my nephew is a realtor, I’ll refer all my friends to you if you just go out on one date with this young man. What do you say?”
Megan looked at Cora as if she had just turned into a cockroach.
“Uh uh. No way,” Megan said confidently. “You’re so nice, you’ll refer them to me anyway. Gotcha!”
Seeing Cora’s expression, she had to laugh. But she had made a rule not to give into emotional manipulation when she moved out of her mom and dad’s house and she wasn’t going to start giving into it now. But she did feel a little sorry for Cora. She was so set on matchmaking that it was ruining their evening. Megan sighed as she realized that she was going to let Cora set her up on a blind date. Ugh!
“All right, Cora. I have a deal for you. It’s the only deal you’ll get from me, so take it or leave it. I will go out on a date with this fabulous young man of yours if you agree to do the same. With a man of my choosing.
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