Like a Wave

Chapter 5: First Date

Brittney was trying to find something decent to wear to dinner with Jordan. She was nervous; she knew him when they were kids, and now they are grown, and he is sexy and a pop star.

She wanted to be dressy but not overly dressy. She decided on a pair of black jeans with a red shirt and a leather jacket. She was going to wear her high-heeled boots. 

She curled her hair and applied her makeup. She put on her perfume, which was her favorite, called Sunflowers. It lasted very long, just in case she got nervous and started sweating. 

She was standing there talking to Cami when someone knocked on her door. She opened it, and there stood Jordan. He smiled at her.

He was dressed in a pair of black jeans, a white shirt, and a black button-up shirt opened. He had on black tennis shoes and a leather jacket. He looked so sexy, and she smiled at him.

"Okay, Cami, I will be back." She grabbed her purse and threw it over her shoulder. They left and went to the car. Jordan helped her in then himself. 

They went downtown and went to a restaurant. He had a valet park his car. He helped her out, and they walked inside. He kept his hand on her lower back. 

They sat down and gave their drink orders. She smiled at him as she looked over the menu. He smiled at her as he looked at the menu. 

They gave their order and then sat there. Jordan looked at her and finally spoke, "You look beautiful tonight, Britt."

"Thank you, and you look very handsome as well. So, tell me all about Jordan over the last twenty years."

"You probably know everything about me. I was heartbroken when you left and just tried to get through school. Dated a few girls in high school. I graduated right before we hit it big. Then we became overnight superstars, we toured with Tiffany, and then it was ninety-two when I started seeing Evie."

"When I realized she wanted to get serious. I told her I wasn't ready for that and may never be ready for that. We could date and have fun, but that was it. So, we dated from ninety-two until ninety-nine. She then wanted to get serious and wanted me to commit more than I was. We broke up just as my solo career was taking off. Then, we got back together, and once again, I told her that I couldn't give her what she wanted. So, we just date off and on again. If I'm in town and I'm lonely, she keeps me company."

"So, you are still seeing Evie?"

"No, I haven't seen her in about four months."

"So, you aren't the commitment type?"

"No, I wasn't willing to commit to her because I always held out hope that I would find you again. My heart always held out hope for you, and I cared deeply for Evie; I just wasn't in love with her."

"Jordan, that is the sweetest thing I have ever heard. I know what you mean. I could never get serious with any guy I dated because he wasn't you. I always hoped we would find each other again so I could see if it was just in my head or not. My longest relationship was three years, and when I saw he was talking about our future. I ended it because he wasn't who I wanted."

"Then, I decided three years ago that if I didn't reconnect with you by my thirtieth birthday, it may never happen, and I would find someone that I could care about and maybe fall in love with and would finally settle down. I almost did, but maybe it was fate that I caught him cheating, and we broke up. Since then, I have just dated casually for dinner and drinks, nothing serious. Do you believe in fate?"

"Yes and no, because fate should have had us cross paths way before our thirties, being we were both holding out for the chance to reconnect. I am glad he cheated and you didn't marry him. I always worried you had forgotten about me and were probably married with a couple of little kids running around. I am so glad you aren't married and have no kids."