Valentine’s Day—Two years later
Valentine’s Day—Two years laterValentine’s Day—Two years laterRyan checked his watch as he sat in the bar of a restaurant called the Magic Pan. Had he really agreed to go on a blind date? Jake had talked him into it, and he was not looking forward to the inevitable awkward encounter of meeting a random stranger.
Jake was right, he was getting older. It was time he settled down. The last two years he’d been restless, searching, drifting, trying to find a piece of himself that was missing. He wanted to be in love, he wanted to get married and share his life with someone.
But a blind date? What had he been thinking? These things never went well.
The bar seats beside him opened up a little as a couple left, carrying their drinks to a table. Without warning,
