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tangible, the right here, the right now. I believe in what I can see and touch, and, darling, I can’t see or touch your God.”
“But you can feel him, right here.” Terrance touched his heart.
“Come on, Terrance. I mean, for real, how do we actually know God even exists? Because our ancestors believed it, we have to believe it, too?”
It took Terrance a moment to compose himself. He could not believe he was having this conversation.
“Everything we have, we have because of God’s grace,” he finally replied.
“That’s just it,” Claire said with disgust. “How do we know it’s God’s grace? Why can’t it be Venus’ grace? Or due to the simple evolution of science? And the whole organized-religion thing, that’s just a method of brainwashing people.”
Terrance knew he should have gone to the Bible and quoted a number of scriptures, but honestly, he was simply at a loss for words.
“You do know I’m a preacher,” he finally managed to say.
She nodded. “But your beliefs don’t bother me. If you want to believe in all that foolishness, that’s perfectly fine with me.”
Good Lord, this woman has lost her mind. Terrance finished his dessert, too stunned to say much else.
“Terrance, I really enjoyed this evening,” she said after eating her last piece of cheesecake. “I hope that we can do this again. Soon.” She reached out and gently rubbed his hand.
Terrance quickly pulled his hand back.
“Claire,” Terrance began, trying to respectfully form the words that were in his head, “I enjoyed talking to you as well, but this, well, the latter part of our evening has come as quite a shock to me.”
Claire looked confused.
Terrance cleared his throat. “I am a man of God, and any woman in my life must be a woman of God, even if she’s just a friend.”
“Well, that’s crazy. Christians can’t be friends with non-Christians?”
Terrance pondered her question. “I’m sure they can. But at this point in my life, I’m looking for a Christian woman.”
Claire rolled her eyes. “So because I don’t believe in God, I don’t stand a chance?”
He looked at her pitifully. “No chance at all.” He pressed his lips together, then blew a frustrated breath. “Once again, thank you for dinner and have a good evening.”
Terrance exhaled as he walked off. He meant it this time, he was absolutely, positively not going on any more blind dates.
“Maybe I just need to stick with Savannah,” he mumbled as he climbed into his car. “Because at this point, if I can’t find a woman on my own, then I think that means I was just meant to be alone.”
chapter 14
S avannah took a deep breath. She knew she should be respectful of other people, especially her elders, but this was too much.
She tried to pretend she didn’t see Eva and Mamie standing at the end of the aisle staring her down. Out of all the Wal-Marts in Houston, why they had to be in this one at this time was beyond her.
Savannah debated whether she should put the purple box back on the shelf and just try to walk away. Who was she kidding? They’d seen it clear as day. And her trying to put the box back would only make things worse.
“Umph, hello, Miss McKinney,” Eva all but snarled. Even though Savannah had tried to cover up the label on the box clutched tightly in her hand, Eva couldn’t help but notice the big Trojan man smiling brightly.
“Planning an eventful night?” Eva asked, her eyes never leaving the box.
Savannah wanted to tell them, so what if she was? But she was trying to win Terrance’s love, and cussing out his aunts was probably not the way to do it.
She cleared her throat. “I’m just picking up a few things,” she said, dropping the box down behind her leg. She hated that she had even picked up the stupid box. She just wanted to be prepared in the event she did ever get lucky enough to get Terrance into her bed.
Savannah shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “So, are you ladies
“But you can feel him, right here.” Terrance touched his heart.
“Come on, Terrance. I mean, for real, how do we actually know God even exists? Because our ancestors believed it, we have to believe it, too?”
It took Terrance a moment to compose himself. He could not believe he was having this conversation.
“Everything we have, we have because of God’s grace,” he finally replied.
“That’s just it,” Claire said with disgust. “How do we know it’s God’s grace? Why can’t it be Venus’ grace? Or due to the simple evolution of science? And the whole organized-religion thing, that’s just a method of brainwashing people.”
Terrance knew he should have gone to the Bible and quoted a number of scriptures, but honestly, he was simply at a loss for words.
“You do know I’m a preacher,” he finally managed to say.
She nodded. “But your beliefs don’t bother me. If you want to believe in all that foolishness, that’s perfectly fine with me.”
Good Lord, this woman has lost her mind. Terrance finished his dessert, too stunned to say much else.
“Terrance, I really enjoyed this evening,” she said after eating her last piece of cheesecake. “I hope that we can do this again. Soon.” She reached out and gently rubbed his hand.
Terrance quickly pulled his hand back.
“Claire,” Terrance began, trying to respectfully form the words that were in his head, “I enjoyed talking to you as well, but this, well, the latter part of our evening has come as quite a shock to me.”
Claire looked confused.
Terrance cleared his throat. “I am a man of God, and any woman in my life must be a woman of God, even if she’s just a friend.”
“Well, that’s crazy. Christians can’t be friends with non-Christians?”
Terrance pondered her question. “I’m sure they can. But at this point in my life, I’m looking for a Christian woman.”
Claire rolled her eyes. “So because I don’t believe in God, I don’t stand a chance?”
He looked at her pitifully. “No chance at all.” He pressed his lips together, then blew a frustrated breath. “Once again, thank you for dinner and have a good evening.”
Terrance exhaled as he walked off. He meant it this time, he was absolutely, positively not going on any more blind dates.
“Maybe I just need to stick with Savannah,” he mumbled as he climbed into his car. “Because at this point, if I can’t find a woman on my own, then I think that means I was just meant to be alone.”
chapter 14
S avannah took a deep breath. She knew she should be respectful of other people, especially her elders, but this was too much.
She tried to pretend she didn’t see Eva and Mamie standing at the end of the aisle staring her down. Out of all the Wal-Marts in Houston, why they had to be in this one at this time was beyond her.
Savannah debated whether she should put the purple box back on the shelf and just try to walk away. Who was she kidding? They’d seen it clear as day. And her trying to put the box back would only make things worse.
“Umph, hello, Miss McKinney,” Eva all but snarled. Even though Savannah had tried to cover up the label on the box clutched tightly in her hand, Eva couldn’t help but notice the big Trojan man smiling brightly.
“Planning an eventful night?” Eva asked, her eyes never leaving the box.
Savannah wanted to tell them, so what if she was? But she was trying to win Terrance’s love, and cussing out his aunts was probably not the way to do it.
She cleared her throat. “I’m just picking up a few things,” she said, dropping the box down behind her leg. She hated that she had even picked up the stupid box. She just wanted to be prepared in the event she did ever get lucky enough to get Terrance into her bed.
Savannah shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “So, are you ladies
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