Page 54 of Fierce-Matt

“I might have come when I was twenty or thereabouts. Not legal to drink. Me and a group of friends came. I outlasted them all on the rides.”

“I don’t know that I was aware you were such a thrill seeker.”

“I’m not,” she admitted. “It has more to do with a quick rush. It’s done and over with before you can get bored with it.”

He frowned, took a sip of his beer. She watched as he formulated his words. She didn’t know she liked that trait of his. “Do you bore easily in life?”

Considering after three dates with him, she said they were boring, it was a legitimate question.

“Are you asking that because I keep changing jobs?”

“No,” he said. “I hadn’t thought of it.”

“So, it has more to do with my comment on our dates?”

“Yep,” he said, grinning. “I was reading your vibe regarding my previous behavior. I didn’t do a good job of it.”

“Do you normally have dates like the one we are on now?”

“I think you should have been a lawyer with the way you’re avoiding my questions, but I’ll answer yours. I like a mixture. Dinner in and a movie are nice. Especially after a long, hard week. But days like this have the same effect as a movie in.”

“Taking your mind off of your troubles?” she asked seriously.

He pursed his lips and hesitated again. “I don’t know that I’d consider myself a man of many troubles. I’m not bragging. I’ve had a good life and I’ve made a better one for myself. I remind myself often that I’m living the dream. I have job security and work with a family that I’m extremely close with. That in itself is rewarding. Then I look at my clients and don’t even understand the definition of living through troubles.”

She weighed his words. “I fall into that, don’t I? Someone living with troubles?”

“You’re not my client. Your parents are.”

“Technically, but I’m also privy to what is going on. You know that. I’ve got power of attorney along with my mother.”

Something her mother added last minute with the medical proxy. She feared if something happened to her, everything would be in a holding pattern, so her parents were covering their bases.

She couldn’t fault them there, but the last thing she wanted to do was to be put into the position to use that power.

“You do,” he said. “Then yes, your family’s situation would fall into that category. Now are you going to answer my question?”

“I don’t know that it comes down to being bored in life. It’s more about things don’t stick. I didn’t like school and only went because I felt the pressure to. I’m better at hands-on learning.”

The reason she thought about massage school.

She waffled back and forth so much on it though.

Would it be one more thing she changed her mind on?

She hoped not but wouldn’t know until she tried it.

She didn’t have time and resources to keep throwing darts at the wall to find what she’d enjoy doing.

Then she reminded herself she enjoyed her job the past month.

It gave her time to help her mother out when needed and would pay well tomorrow with her commission and again when her other house closed in a few weeks.

“No one says you need to know what you want to do at eighteen,” he said. “Not everyone does.”

“You and Phoebe did,” she argued.

“We might be the exception to the rule. I know just as many people who thought they knew, got the education, and then felt stuck. Or got a degree and don’t have a job doing anything even close to what they thought.”