trying to get me to be more girly. I’ve tried to explain to her that I do indeed own high heels, but not a hundred pairs like her and my sister. I mainly have mine for when I’m in court though, so I have two pairs. And I don’t have that many purses since I only carry my badge and a small wallet.”
“You and your sister are pretty much opposites then?” That’s what it sounds like based on what she’s said.
“In every aspect,” she nods. “She’s extremely book smart and knows all about fashion. Plus, she’s the world’s greatest mother, aside from our own. I’m more street smart. I went to college, but it wasn’t really for me. It’s how I ended up at the police academy. Also, unlike my sister, I can’t tell the difference between the Kardashians and I don’t even remember the last movie I saw. When did Lethal Weapon come out?” she jokes.
“Well, if you don’t go to the movies often, what do you do for fun? And work isn’t an answer.”
“Oh, you’ll be shocked to know I’m a reader of romance novels. I’m one of those women who never leaves home without their Kindle or the Kindle app on the phone and I have a slight obsession with the guys. They seem too perfect sometimes, but it’s a good break from the world that I see.”
“Yeah, I imagine you’d need some way to get away from all the negative.” I glance at our empty plates and then at Ariella. “Were we going for dessert?”
“Well, I’m a sucker for ice cream in a waffle cone. What about you?”
“Yep.” I wave the waitress over for us to order. “So, how are we doing so far? Thinking about a second date yet?” I grin.
“Haven’t I scared you off yet? I am carrying a gun,” she teases, but I think she’s serious.
I shrug. “You’re not that scary. Sorry to have to be the one to break it to you.”
“What?” she mocks offense. “I’m a very scary person. You wait untill you see me in an interrogation room. I’m pretty badass.”
“Hmm. I guess I’ll just have to be happy that I won’t see the scary side of you.”
“Yeah, not many people see the badass side of me. Well, maybe Duke, but he plays it off since he’s known me for so long. Dad and Mom still treat me as if I’m a teenager, but I guess all parents do that to their kids.”
“Yeah, there’s not really a way around it. My mom still offers to cook dinner and do my laundry when she comes to visit me, like I haven’t quite figured out how to live on my own yet,” I chuckle.
“Does your family visit often? It’s probably hard since you’re spread out so much.”
“Yeah, we aim for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and that’s usually the only time we’re able to get us all together unless something big happens.”
“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be far away from my family. I wouldn’t be able to pop by my parents to eat all their food, and Dad wouldn’t be able to take Buster out all the time. Plus, I like knowing I’ll get to see Lil D grow up.”
“There are definite advantages to being close by, but it’s been just me for so long, I don’t know if I could handle living near my family,” I admit.
“Are you not close?”
“Oh, no, we are. I just meant distance can help make sure they don’t get on your nerves too much,” I laugh. “That sounded better in my head.”
She giggles. “No, I understand what you mean.” She takes a bite of her waffle cone before speaking again. “So, your family isn’t around, and I know you were traded earlier in your career, but has there been anyone serious? Ever been close to the altar?”
“There’s been a few serious relationships, but none close to the next step. You?”
“My longest relationship was eight months. The only reason it was that long was because we didn’t see each other enough to break up.” Ariella shrugs. “I just haven’t found the time to have a serious relationship. It’s like I woke up one day and I’m thirty-six and single, my sister
Jeffrey M. Schwartz, Sharon Begley