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Chapter 1

Serenity Williams looked up at the man across from her in the swanky restaurant. His mouth moved as furiously as his animated gestures. A smile. Hearty laughter. A wink. Hands tossed in the air. Serenity forced a half-cocked smile. It was the most she could manage having no idea what he’d just said. She’d zoned him out several minutes before, hearing the voice but no longer making out his words. His voice droned on. She was sure he was still talking about himself. Had he even asked about her? They had to have been at the table for at least an hour.

Entertaining herself, Serenity allowed her thoughts to wander from her crazy work schedule to creating mini-stories about the people her eyes landed on in the restaurant. Still, she maintained some level of consistent eye contact with her rambling date. The shifts in his motions clued her in on when to tilt her head sideways to appear engaged or spread her lips into an attentive-looking grin.

Serenity felt cynical, a feeling that didn’t sit with her well. She loved people. Never had she been so uninterested in what a person had to say. But this man in front of her, the self-absorbed Mark Stapleton, had trampled on her attention span and hadn’t bothered to notice when she disengaged.

A lanky waiter with long blond hair pulled back into a low ponytail came to remove their plates. Her meal was only slightly touched. Serenity welcomed the interruption, smiling at the waiter as if she were happy to see him. Mark stopped talking long enough to allow the space for the young man to ask if she would like to take her meal home.

“And the check, please.” Mark dismissed the man’s presence and went right back to speaking highly of himself. He paused again to take a sip of wine. Placing the glass on the table, he sighed and grinned, seemingly impressed with himself. “There’s a nice lounge down the street,” he said matter-of-factly.

“Huh? Oh...uh...” Serenity shook her head, then smiled apologetically. “Sorry. I have to be up really early tomorrow to work with some of my kids. Maybe another time?”

“You have children?” Mark reared his head back.

“No. I’m referring to the kids I give music lessons to.”

“Oh!” He looked relieved.

Another turnoff.

The waiter returned with her carryout package and the check. Serenity was thankful the date was finally coming to an end.

Mark stood, extending to his full six feet of handsome tautness, and waited for her to get up from the table too. Strong features etched his face perfectly, drawing sharp lines in his jaw. Broad shoulders and a slim waist impeccably filled a well-fitting suit. He was undoubtedly attractive. Serenity also wouldn’t deny that his résumé was impressive. A proud engineer. A fraternity man. There was enough to admire about Mark, but Serenity was the type to regard others as much as she did herself, and he simply didn’t. They’d shared a meal, and he knew nothing about her. She wasn’t an attention-seeker, but she didn’t enjoy feeling discarded.

“Thank you for a wonderful meal.” Serenity was being honest. The food was delicious, despite the fact that she’d lost her appetite shortly after it arrived.

“I’ll just come by your place.” Mark closed the space between them and ran the back of his finger down her cheek.

Serenity’s skin tightened there. “Oh...I think it’s a little too soon for that.”

“Oh, you’re one of those.” Mark stepped back, pulled on his suit jacket and held his hand out, indicating that she should lead the way.

Serenity bit back a snide remark and headed toward the door. Mark saw her to her car, a practical crossover, filled with instruments and other items for the kids she taught. At first glance, it looked like the vehicle of a soccer mom.

“Thanks again, Mark.” She nodded politely, slipping into cordial professionalism as if she were at the end of a business meeting instead of a date.

“Good night.” He leaned forward, folding himself lower to meet her lips.

Curiosity led Serenity to let it happen. No spark. That sealed it for her. A second date wouldn’t be necessary.

Confidently, Mark said, “Call you tomorrow,” as if he’d be doing her a favor. He slid his thumb across her cheek, winked and opened her door. At least he had some gentlemanly qualities.

Mark was still standing beside her car after she’d closed her door, so she rolled down the window. He leaned into the opening. “Listen, we’re adults...” She thought she saw him lick his lips. “Why deny ourselves? It’s obvious that I like you and you like me.” Serenity resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the confident jut of his chin as he spoke. “How about I come with you? We’ll have another drink or two, and I’ll show you what a great lover I can be.”

Serenity cut her eyes, rolled up the window and jabbed the keys into the ignition. Mark jumped back when she revved the engine. The tires screeched as she jammed the car into Reverse and pulled off. Halfway down the block, she called her best friend, business partner and coworker, Rayne Alexander, through the car’s Bluetooth system.

“It’s over already?” Rayne’s voice boomed.

“No more matchmaking. Promise me!” Serenity pointed as if Rayne were right in front of her.

“Ha!” Rayne’s laugh was boisterous. “That bad, huh?”

“Yes!” Serenity said, rolling her eyes.

“De-tails!”

“Mark Stapleton is quite fond of Mark Stapleton. This arrogant man invited himself to my house so he could show me what a great lover he could be. I’ve known him for what—” she looked at the clock on the dashboard “—three hours. Ugh!”

“No!”

“Oh, yes!”

“What did you say?”

“I let my tires do the talking.”

“What a pig!”

“Great minds...” Serenity realized she was speeding. Both her driving and her heart rate were accelerated. “And his love for himself is unnatural. In that short amount of time, I already know which name brands fit him best. He drives a Range Rover that he bought all-cash. He’s the best engineer his company has seen in decades. His employers didn’t actually say it, but that’s what he believes and felt compelled to share with me. That man’s arrogance is off the charts. When I told him I had to go home because of early appointments, he was clearly annoyed. You should have seen his face twist when he thought I had kids. Let’s just say we’re not compatible.”

“Shame! He’s so damn good-looking!”

“I won’t deny that. But I need more than a gorgeous face. How about a man that I can actually hold a conversation with, one who’s willing to hear what I have to say and doesn’t expect me to have sex with him on the first date? I have a feeling that if I had met Mark before I lost all the weight, he wouldn’t have given me a first look.”

“You were beautiful then, and you’re beautiful now.”

“Of course,” she said, chuckling.

Several moments of silence passed between them.

“Are you upset that it didn’t work out?”

Serenity could detect the caution in Rayne’s question. “Nah.” She waved off Rayne’s concern virtually. “You know my schedule is nuts. I’m trying to spend any extra time I have working off these last ten pounds.” Serenity threw her head back and grunted. “These suckers are clinging to me like a leech.”

Serenity talked with Rayne until she reached home. Their conversation turned from Mark to weekend plans to Rayne’s upcoming engagement party.

“Hey!” Serenity perked up at Rayne’s sudden excitement. “I could introduce you to one of Ethan’s friends at the party.”

“Rayne, no!” Serenity laughed as she pulled into her apartment complex. “Conversation over, lady. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Serenity cut off Rayne’s snicker by ending the call.

Rolling to a stop in her designated parking spot, Serenity shut the ignition off and flopped against the back of her seat. Reflecting on the horrible date, she thought about what characteristics she’d actually like in a man. She didn’t mind confidence and ambition. In fact, she found those traits rather attractive, but intelligence combined with a little humility and compassion made for a winning combination. She didn’t require a male supermodel. More important than anything was honesty. After uncovering a few lies her ex-boyfriend, Jason Ruffin, had told, which he had labeled as misunderstandings, she felt compelled to add that to the list of must-haves in a relationship.

Casting those thoughts aside, Serenity climbed out of the car and made her way to her apartment. Closing the door behind her, she looked around, treasuring the coziness of her space. The decor was personal, reflecting the things she loved—music, art and kids. The living room had an energetic feel, with instruments propped on floating shelves, mix-matched yet eclectic furnishings stylishly pulled together. Every item held significance. Warmth radiated there.

She’d been alone for a while now—a little over a year. Not lonely, just alone. For the first time in a long while, she wondered what it would be like to carve out space in her life for a man.