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“Ah, the chocolate hater.”
Rhonda’s eyes narrowed at Genevieve. “You told him that?”
Sebastian pointed to the empty seat between them. “May I?”
Both girls nodded, and he turned the chair around and straddled it.
“What brings you ladies out tonight?”
“We’re celebrating!” Rhonda replied.
“Is it your birthday?” he asked her.
“My divorce was finalized today.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No apologies necessary. I’ve been waiting for this for a very long time.”
“Well, then let me buy you a drink.” He signaled for a waitress. “What’ll you have?”
“Sex on the Beach.”
“Rhonda.” Genevieve gave her a look.
“It’s a drink.”
“I know that.” She didn’t. She wasn’t exactly in the habit of hanging out at places like this, but she was there for her sister.
“And for you?” he asked Genevieve.
“I’m fine.” She pointed at her Coke as she took a bite of a french fry.
He ordered Rhonda’s drink and a beer for himself.
“So, tell me, Rhonda. What is it about chocolate that repulses you so?”
Rhonda laughed. “I’ve never cared for it. And believe me, I’ve tried to like it, but something about the flavor doesn’t sit right with me. If forced, I can handle a tiny bit of white chocolate, but that’s about it.”
“Interesting. You’re the first person I’ve ever met who doesn’t like chocolate.”
“I’m sure I won’t be the last.”
“Seeing as chocolate is our life’s work, I hope you’re the one and only.”
The waitress dropped their drinks off at the table then.
“So, I never expected to see you in a place like this.” He shifted his attention to Genevieve as he spoke.
“Why not?”
“Just doesn’t seem like your style.”
“Because you know me so well,” she said with a teasing smirk.
“I like to think I’m pretty good at reading people.”
“Is that so? Tell me more.”