Mandy squirmed in her seat. "By all means, I want us to be honest with each other."
Kevin took a deep breath. "It's just... I just lost my wife. And I don't know if I'm ready for another serious relationship." He paused. "Is that... okay... with you?" he asked cautiously.
"Oh yeah! I mean, why rush into things, right?" Mandy exclaimed. "Seriously! We're just two friends, having a good time! We don't have to do... you know... other stuff..."
It didn't help very much...
"It's me, Kevin."
Mandy cringed and glanced down at her robe. She knew her eyes were probably puffy from all the crying. And when was the last time she brushed her teeth?! Running a hand quickly through her hair, she opened the door.
Mandy rested her forehead on his shoulder and sobbed. "I just miss them so much!"
Kevin didn't even cringe when she blew her nose on his sweater. "I know you do. I know you do," he comforted her. "Come on, let's go inside. I'll make you some tea."
Mandy stepped back and felt a wave of emotion flow through her. This man might've said that he didn't want a relationship - but here he was - supporting her in her time of need.
Slowly, she shook her head, "No..."
Kevin looked at her, confused, as he put his hand at the small of her back to lead her inside. "No tea? It helps soothe... why are you shaking your head again?"
Mandy grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. "I don't want tea from you."
This was exactly the situation he was trying to avoid when they'd talked about just being friends.
Sighing, he grabbed the kleenex from the bedside table and placed it closer to her.
Hopefully she didn't hate him.
Maybe tomorrow she'd be ready to get back to living...