Zane
I watched Gina drive off. This date was not how I thought it would go. I really thought my father would scared Gina off.
I think the opposite happened, he actually helped drive her to me. I shook my head at that thought. Maybe the old man really was wise like he claimed to be.
I walked out the garage and back to the coffee shop. The kitchen light was still on that I saw from the window. The rest of the shop was dark.
I went inside to see my dad rolling dough.
“Kind of late for that isn’t it papa?” I asked him from the kitchen doorway.
“Never too late. You are back way too early, you messed up with Gina didn’t you?” He said to me.
“Quite the opposite, I think I’m winning her.” I told my father.
“Winning! Pft, if you feel coming home to your father as winning sure you're winnin
