The Pastor's Heart - By Desiree Future Page 0,3

think it’s time for you to find new love? I mean, seriously, you need to start dating again. Robyn and I miss having those double dates with you, those were some fun times.” Desmond remembered from days gone by.

“I have gone on dates since Jasper; they just did not work out.” Sinclair put in.

“In her defense she had had a few dates, if that’s what you want to call them.” Robyn knew this would be a great time to tell her famous story.

“See, I told you.” Sinclair said, pointing her finger at Desmond.

“Remember when your car was in the shop and you had to take the Metro? You met this guy on the train and he was a mess. He had four kids and four ex-wives and lived with a different woman. He was so bold he wrote his number into his cell and handed it to Sinclair so she could call him. Now that was funny.” Sinclair and Robyn both chuckled while Desmond just looked at them.

“I was not about to be wife number five, that was out.” Sinclair added in.

“I know that’s right.” Robyn said as she slapped Sinclair a high five.

“Then there was the guy who lived with his mother at thirty-three years old. He had to ask permission for Sinclair to come over.” Robyn and Sinclair both replied in unison. ”Mama’s Boy.”

“How do I look asking that man’s mama if I can come over and see her son? What the heck, I have to ask for a play date?” Sinclair laughed with Robyn and Desmond.

“And there was the free loading bus driver from New Orleans. He asked Sinclair out on a date, but when it came time to pay the check his wallet mysteriously went missing.” Robyn was trying to remember all of the dates Sinclair had gone on.

“After I paid the check, I found out his wallet wasn’t missing. He had it the whole time because it had fallen out of his jacket pocket and everything spilled to the ground.” Sinclair had remembered that one all too well. “Brother man didn’t have any money in his wallet.” Sinclair started shaking her head at that craziness.

“Cheapskate.” Robyn simply said while Sinclair rolled her eyes.

“Let’s not forget the guy that would not tell you his last name. What was that all about? Was he in witness protection or something?” This time around everyone at the table had a hearty laugh.

“But wait,” Sinclair said, stopping her friend. “He might have been because I ran into him at the courthouse a few months later. He look liked he had gotten into a fight because he had a black eye. I mean, it was a black ring around his eye.”

“Dang!” Robyn exclaimed. “I’m glad he never told you his last name because who knows what he was caught up in.

Desmond could not take it anymore. He had two women talking about bad dates and no good men while he sat in the middle.”

“This is just why you should let us fix you up on a date.” Desmond said as he cut into his cheesecake.

“Why are we even talking about my love life anyway?” Sinclair was becoming disgusted just listening to her horror men stories.

Sinclair hated dating because it meant starting all over again. To have to learn his good sides and bad sides and most importantly learning what she could and could not tolerate. And those guys with the horror stories were the one’s she couldn’t tolerate.

“Because you have not had a single date since the last idiot. And that my dear, was two years ago.” Robyn replied while sipping on her juice. “So I hope that answers your question.”

“So what? I haven’t had a date in two years.” Sinclair did not want to have this conversation because it always led to the same ending.

“Maybe Sinclair you are looking in the wrong places.” Desmond was trying to sound as optimistic as possible.

“And just where should I be looking Mr. and Mrs. Know It All?” Sinclair questioned her.

She had never told anyone, but she was in fact tired of being single because she was lonely. The dating game had gotten to be too much for her to bear so she had stopped dating all together. Even though she really wanted someone to spend time with she could definitely do without the drama that came along with it. She knew she had to weed through the bad ones to get to the good ones but she had done enough weeding to last