“My father taught me that love is for romance novels, Hallmark cards, and getting laid on Valentines’ Day. Romance doesn’t last so just have a good time—no strings attached—and no one gets hurt.”
Jane took a bite of chicken and thought about that. “There’s nothing wrong with having a good time.” Isn’t that why she decided to go out with him?
“But don’t you want more than that?”
Austin gave her a blank look. “Like what?”
“Like commitment, a relationship, someone you can spend the rest of your life with.”
He didn’t budge. “Nope.”
Jane picked up her wine. “Oh, sorry. Is that too boring for you?” She scowled at him over the top of her glass.
“No, not boring. I just don’t think it’s possible.”
She glared at him, searching his eyes for that mischievous sparkle, but he stared right back at her, completely serious. “I think it’s possible.”
“Well, that’s where you’re wrong.” He still did not smile.
“It is possible if you meet the right person,” Jane protested with a little more desperation than she intended.
Austin cringed. “And who would that be? I can’t possibly be the right guy for you—or anyone."