Minutes Left.

“First off, I’m a newbie at this.” She bit her lip in embarrassment.
He laughed in agreement, “I’ve never done this before either.”
Her lips smiled, but her eyes were getting a read on him.
“What?” He asked.
“What’s your story?”
What a loaded question.
“Okay, where to start? I’ve lost track of how long it’s been since I’ve had a relationship. I own two dogs that I spoil way too often. I’m a pediatrician at the hospital down the road. And I also try to volunteer at homeless shelters every weekend.”


“So…please enlighten me and tell me how in the world are you single?” She laughed.
“I kind of have trust issues due to the fact my last real girlfriend I had cheated on me. I want to move on though. I’m tired of being alone.” He smiled, “Your turn, what’s your story?”
The buzzer went off indicating the women to go to the next table.
“Well, I guess this is the end of date one.” He let out a disappointed chuckle.
A paper slid across the table at him. “I can’t wait for date two. It was great meeting you.”

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