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The walk to the bar was short for Rachel so she was already there at a small table, sipping on a margarita. "You must be Scotty, I'm Rachel. Have a seat."
She took the bag with a smile, "You didn't have to get me anything." She didn't even know him and it was a shame he was more thoughtful than most of the guys she knew. She opened up the bag and pulled out the little bear. "He's so cute. Thank you."
She took a sip of her drink and then stirred around the little umbrella she insisted they put in it. "Sometimes it's no fun relaxing alone. No wife or girlfriend?"
"Nah I'm a single guy. Hard to find someone willing to deal with a crazy schedule." He smiled a bit. "I mean I was engaged once, but nothing serious since."
"Was it a bad break up?" she asked, thinking it was more normal than what she'd done.
"I was married once when my now and then ex boyfriend thought it'd be fun to get me drunk, go to Vegas, and get married." she explained, not enjoying those five months at all.
"Yeah, well it was ruled a suicide. She had mental issues. They found her in the river." He took a drink after that then raised a brow. "Sounds like an ass."
"Oh wow." She looked a bit surprised. "I'm sorry to hear that." That had her silly little tiffs with Ross seem a bit stupid. She took another sip of her drink, nodding her head as she set it back down. "He is an ass. He was supposed to get that annulled. FIVE months later I find out he never did because we couldn't get one and he didn't want another divorce. If it hadn't been for him, I never would have had one."
"That's a dick move to not tell you. Hope you knocked him around some." Scotty glanced over at her and smiled. "Got a new guy? I mean you were pretty pissed at men for forgetting your birthday."
"Up until that point, we spent four years on again and off again, that ended in '99, now we're friends. His sister has been my best friend since high school." she explained, playing in the salt around the rim of her glass. "There's not really a steady guy but he promised he wouldn't forget my birthday. I knew he would. He only comes around for...you know."
"Both but men a little more. They play on it more. I think every woman needs a good guy. Sure they can be rare and there might be a wait. Beats being used as a human sex toy or a piece of meat. Then again women do it to men too. Just you have to decide if you want more and tell the buster to go jack off somewhere and look for something better." He probably should ask first if she wanted an opinion. "Settle or find something real."
Wow, that was a lot for her to take in at once but she thought it all over and in the end, he was right. "The problem is that sometimes settling is easier so women do it." She probably didn't need it but she ordered another margarita, nothing in her tummy but alcohol. "The good guys are more rare than you'd think. I'm thirty-three and still single because I won't settle even with my mother nagging me to settle down."
"I'm 37 and in the same boat. My mother wants grandchildren but settling won't do me any good." He chuckled, she should meet his mother. That would be a trip. He ordered a order of chili cheese fries for them to share.
"So you get the lecture every time you see her, too." Maybe their mothers should get together, now that would be a trip. "Luckily I have two single sisters my mother gets to nag, too. It's not like I don't already worry about still being single at forty, missing the chance to have kids. I don't need my mother reminding me."
"I get it worse because my older brother is married and has kids. She's all like look at your brother, why can't you have that." He rolled his eyes a bit.
"So if one of my sisters gets married and has kids, I'm still not off the hook?" she asked with a sigh and a sip of her new drink. "That's just depressing. We can't win."
"Who knows you might be. She just wants me happy, she knows I want that." He took a drink and relaxed. "I'm sorry if this is forward, but you are a beautiful woman. You deserve a man who will treat right. You deserve everything you want."
"My mother wants grandchildren because her friends have them. It doesn't matter what I want. I just happen to want that, too." She leaned back in her chair and picked up her glass, slowly sipping on it before setting it back down and smiling warmly at him. "It's not forward, thank you. Maybe we'll both get what we deserve before we're eighty."
"And if I'm lucky, he won't be waiting at my door when I go home." she sighed, knowing she wasn't sure if she could turn him away. "When you do find the right woman, hopefully she'll know how lucky she is."
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"I was married once when my now and then ex boyfriend thought it'd be fun to get me drunk, go to Vegas, and get married." she explained, not enjoying those five months at all.
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ooc *apologizes for opinionated muse*
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[ooc: haha He's fine. Rachel needs to hear it.]
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