Chapter 6 Have You Ever Been in Love?
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ANNA'S POV
He nodded, a relieved smile on his face. "That's fair. I promise not to bring it up again."
I felt myself relax a bit, and I nodded back. "Okay then."
"So where are we going?" I asked.
"Hmmm... I kinda know a very nice coffee shop nearby. It's not far from here and you will love their coffee. It's kinda the best in New York." he said, with a smile.
When he smiled, I took my time to assess him and I realized that he was quite an handsome fellow with his blue eyes and honestly very sexy lips.
But as soon as the thought registered in my mind, I started berating myself for even thinking of something like that.
This was my first time interacting with him and my mind couldn't be thinking something like that.
I was embarrassed by my own thoughts and I looked away to avoid eye contact with him.
"Okay," I said, my voice a bit shaky. "Let's go then."
We walked towards the coffee shop he mentioned, the silence between us a bit uncomfortable.
But I decided to be the one to break the ice.
"Asides from the fact that you want your grandfather's inheritance. Why don't you ever want to get married?"
"Don't you believe in love and all that crap?" I asked him.
He looked thoughtful for a moment, and then spoke. "It's not that I don't believe in love. I just don't believe that I'm capable of feeling it. I've never really felt the need to be with someone like that."
He paused, and then continued. "I know that it's not a very popular belief, but that's just how I feel. I'm happy being on my own, and I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything."
I looked at him, surprised by his honesty.
"And besides, I feel that marriage would tie you to someone for the rest of your life and I don't want to ever be tied up to anyone for the rest of my life.
I love my free life because I can date or sleep with anyone I want and when I want."
I realized right there that the prick was a playboy. I shook my head.
"You're such a playboy."
He lifted his hands in surrender.
"I won't lie about that. Marriage is just not for me."
I gave him a skeptical look. "You seem so sure of that. But what if you meet someone who makes you change your mind? Someone who makes you want to settle down and have a more permanent relationship?"
He shrugged. "I'm not saying that it's impossible. But I just don't see it happening, not in the foreseeable future. And I'm happy with the way things are right now, so I don't see any need to change anything."
I couldn't help but feel a little bit sad for him.
I wondered if he had ever been in love before, or if he'd ever experienced heartbreak. But I didn't want to pry too much, so I didn't ask.
"So what about you?" he asked, turning the tables on me. "Have you ever been in love?"
I hesitated, not sure how to answer. I had been in love once, but it hadn't ended well. And I wasn't sure if I was ready to talk about it with him.
"I'm not sure if I've been in love," I said, choosing my words carefully.
"I've had relationships in the past, but I don't think I want to talk about it."
"I guess you got hurt huh?" he asked.
I looked at him surprised at how he knew.
"You have that look on your face that shows he ditched you to be with someone else face and you got heartbroken."
I took a deep breath, knowing that he had hit the nail on the head. "Yeah, I did get hurt," I said, my voice a little shaky. "It was a long time ago, but I haven't been able to forget about it."
He was silent for a moment, giving me time to compose myself. I appreciated that he didn't push me to say more than I was comfortable with.
"If you ever want to talk about it, I'm here to listen," he said, his voice soft and reassuring.
I felt a rush of gratitude, knowing that I could trust him with my feelings. It was a rare thing for me, and I didn't take it lightly.
"Thanks," I said, giving him a small smile. "I appreciate that."
There was a moment of comfortable silence, and then he spoke again.
"Alright… here we are." he said as he pointed to the famous coffee shop he was telling me about.
We walked inside, and I was immediately hit with the smell of freshly ground coffee beans. It was warm and cozy inside, with dark wood paneling and soft music playing in the background. We found a table in the corner and sat down.
He looked at me expectantly. "So, let's play the game. Would you rather drink coffee for the rest of your life or never drink coffee again?"
I thought about it for a moment, and then answered.
"I would rather never drink coffee again," I said, surprising myself with my answer. "I mean, I love coffee, but I feel like it would be more interesting to never have it again, to try something new."
He looked impressed. "I like your thinking. You're adventurous! Alright, let's try another. Would you rather live in a big city or live in the middle of nowhere?"
This was a tough question, and I thought about it for a moment.
"This is a tough one," I said, trying to decide. "But I think I'd rather live in the middle of nowhere. I like the idea of being surrounded by nature, and I think it would be nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. What about you?"
He considered my answer for a moment, and then responded. "I agree. The hustle and bustle of the city can be stressful. I like the idea of being able to escape from it all, to be able to just relax and enjoy nature. Plus, it would be so peaceful!"
I smiled at his honesty and openness. I haven't met anyone like him before and it felt kind of good and I felt a bit comfortable around him.
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