returned with two slices for each of them.
“I must admit I figured you for a pepperoni girl,” he told her.
“Oh really? Why’s that?”
“I dunno. You just have that pepperoni pizza girl look,” he kidded.
Parker smiled at him. “I see you took the opportunity to smother yours,” she said, looking at his slices covered in pepperoni, sausage, and bacon. “Can you actually taste the pizza?”
“Whoa. Is that a little shot at my tastes? Starting the zings a little early, aren’t we?”
Parker laughed. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist.”
“No. That’s fine. I can take it. Besides, it was nice to get a laugh out of you.”
“Oh. Why’s that?”
“You have a nice laugh,” Turner stated. “A pretty smile too.”
“Oh,” Parker replied, blushing. “Well thank you.”
“Are you blushing? You are. Wow. That can’t be the first time a guy’s told you that.”
“Well, I don’t really go on too many dates.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Why?”
“Well, I just assumed a woman who’s as beautiful as you are could go on a date every night of the week if you wanted,” Turner said.
“Well my work keeps me pretty busy. So what’s your story?” Parker asked.
“My story?”
“I was just trying to figure out why a guy like you with a good job, good looking, and seems like your head’s on straight, why you’re still single?”
“There’s probably a list of reasons. None of which I’m sure you wanna hear about on a first date,” he told her.
“Try me.”
Turner hesitated, not sure he wanted to explain his history and risk scaring her away. “I was engaged once.”
“What happened?” she asked. “I’m sorry. I’m probably being too nosey. I’m not good at dating and relationships. I always say the wrong thing.”
“No, no. It’s OK. We started dating in our senior year of high school and throughout college. I got the job at GameTech a few weeks after graduating USC. So then I proposed and she accepted. Everything was great. Set a wedding date for the following year. Then about three months before the wedding I found out she’d been cheating on me for close to a year.”
“I’m so sorry,” Parker said, touching his arm, genuinely feeling bad for him.
“Yeah, me too,” Turner replied, trying not to become too much of a downer. “That’s kind of my reason for being single. I really have had a hard time trusting anybody I’ve dated since and just assume I’m being lied to somewhere along the way.”
“That was silly of me to ask such a personal question already. I’m so dumb. I’m probably the worst date ever.”
“It’s fine, really. Hey, only took me five years to get over her but I’m fine now,” he explained. “Since we’re on the topic of bad relationships, any skeletons in your closet?”
“Umm, well, I guess since you shared I will too. My last relationship ended when he decided to betray me by going behind my back.”
“He must’ve been a real loser to betray someone who looks like you.”
Parker smiled. As the evening went on she was starting to find that she really liked Turner. He seemed like a great guy. It was refreshing for her to be with someone who wasn’t part of the secret spy life.
“So what kind of music are you into?” Turner wondered.
“Don’t laugh.”
“Why would I laugh?”
“Cause I’m a country girl,” she replied.
“Country? No.”
“Yes. It’s true. I’m just a country girl at heart.”
“Well I would’ve never believed it,” he joked.
“I have XM radio and it’s on the country station all the time. George Strait, Garth Brooks, Trace Adkins, Chris Young, I just love it.”
“Wow. I had you pegged for a 90s pop girl.”
“Ouch. That hurts,” she laughed. “Do I really look like a Madonna fan or something?”
“You just never know.”
“What about you? I make you out to be an alternative, grunge type of guy.”
“Oh man. You think that low of me, huh?”
“Well,”