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explain. I didn’t even know you last week, so who am I to get upset in the first place?”
    “I know that, but still. I’m sorry she came over here.”
    “You guys were together a long time?”
    I took a sip of my water. "For about three years. Almost got married twice, but she wasn’t ready. She had a slight problem keeping her legs closed for anyone but me.”
    My date nodded and fidgeted with her napkin.
    “She was one of those types, huh? Physically beautiful and perfect? Thought the sun shone only when she told it to? Always had men at her beck and call?”
    “Something like that. She damn sure had me fooled. It wasn’t until I found out she had an abortion behind my back that I finally got some sense knocked into me. Rhys told me from the beginning that she wasn’t shit, but I refused to believe that. She was my perfect woman and my ignorant ass was in love.”
    “There’s no such thing as a perfect woman, Richie.”
    I looked up and took a good look at Isabel. She was still playing with her napkin, but she held her gaze to me and didn’t break away. I knew her statement was the truth even though I really didn’t feel like hearing it. Wasn’t the only one to make that kind of mistake in life, and I damn sure wouldn’t be the last.
    “Well, it doesn’t even matter anyway,” Isabel sighed after a moment of awkward silence. “I really shouldn’t be one to talk about perfection. Lord knows I’m not. I tend to hold my fiancé, Kyle, in a pretty high regard, although I’m starting to think I shouldn’t. He hasn’t treated me anywhere near as bad as your ex or anything, but that doesn’t really matter, does it?”
    We sat in silence for a few moments as our dinner was placed down in front of us. I started picking at my steak, my appetite long gone. Isabel broke the silence.
    “Well, anyway. What’s a night out without a little excitement? A little birdie told me this place plays some good music upstairs. I assume you know how to move?” She grinned as she sipped her chardonnay.
    I grinned back. Maybe this date could be salvaged after all.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    ISABEL
    A few months later...
     
     
    As I sat in my mother’s small, neat apartment in the heart of Hampton, I thought back to my one and only date with Richie Reyes. It had started out well, hit a speed bump, and then ended great. We were supposed to be hooking up later tonight to catch a movie, but I was seriously starting to doubt if my mother was going to let me leave on time.
    I admit, at first, I had been intimidated by Chloe Child’s presence at Toriello’s. She was so statuesque and beautiful with her face and style…until she opened up her mouth and spewed her ignorance all over the dinner table. I only had to endure her presence for less than two minutes, but in that time, she showed me all the attitude and cockiness I needed to see. Chloe would never be someone I could buddy up to. It’s a wonder how Richie stayed ignorant of her negativity and selfishness all those years.
    Well, then again, maybe not. Men have gone stupid over women with less than a quarter of Chloe’s attractiveness. I guess a pretty face and good sex will do that to you.
    After dinner that night, Richie and I ended up in the dancehall on the restaurant’s third floor. I normally didn’t dance, but Richie was so pissed about Chloe's antics that I was anxious to cheer him up. The brief conversation we had afterward about his ex and my fiancé only added fuel to his building fire.
    I was nervous as all hell when he took my hand and led me to the center of the dance floor. The DJ was in the middle of a reggae set, and the crowded room was going bananas.  Richie too.  The man was in his element as he danced circles around me. It took a few minutes for me to start moving, but once I did, it was official. I was grinding and swaying my hips harder than some of the skinny chicks. I owed that to Richie. He made me feel so comfortable with myself;