But as the mile markers flashed by on the highway and resort communities gave way to office parks, Shawn’s emotions ran wild as hunger pangs and hormones warred with each other.
Obviously she needed to eat or she was going to be in tears before she drove another three miles.
Though she’d planned to heat up a frozen dinner at home, that didn’t appeal to her. Neither did seeing the disapproving stare of Delores. Making an executive decision, she pulled off at Rocky Ridge Shopping Plaza.
This was something she used to imagine doing right before she and Eddie had separated. She used to crave just a few moments alone. Okay, a few hours. Now she had two days of it and it didn’t feel so alluring.
After parking, she went into Drew’s Diner, a knockoff fifties restaurant that served thick shakes and really good fries.
“How many?” a perky teen in a pink poodle skirt asked.
“Just one.”
“This way.”
Shawn slid into the booth, ordered their Blue Plate Special and a thick strawberry shake, and leaned back.
Moments later, as she was enjoying that shake just a little too much, she noticed a man in the booth across from her also sitting alone.
And he was watching her drink the shake in amusement. “Guess you needed that, huh?”
She met his gaze and chuckled. “Some girls need vodka martinis. I need ice cream.”
He lifted his glass. “Mine was chocolate.” Just after the server placed a plate of roast chicken, mashed potatoes and a side of green beans in front of her, he spoke again. “You dining alone?”
“Yes.”
“I am, too. Any chance you want some company?”
Shawn was stunned. Was she getting hit on? “Thanks, but no.”
“Sure? I’m told my table manners are good.”
He was kind of attractive—if you were into that vintage Robert Redford kind of look. “Thanks, but no.”
The server brought his meal—burger and fries. When their eyes met again, he looked a little abashed. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I didn’t see a ring and, well, it is Friday night and you’re alone. Are you taken?”
She nodded. “Very much so. I have four kids.”
His eyes widened. “Gotcha.”
Shawn spent the rest of the meal trying not to look at him. Trying not to wonder why she didn’t feel the slightest bit of attraction to a guy who was handsome and obviously found her attractive.
And dared to wonder why saying she was the mother of four for the very first time…hadn’t sounded painful, after all.
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