Unexpected Romance - 5 Romantic Short Stories Read Online Free Page A

sniffled and dried her eyes. "It's complicated. We always had a great connection right from the moment we first met, I found him very attractive. He's very good looking. You never met him but let's just say he has the classic tall, dark and handsome look. He's 38 and ripped, six pack, bulging muscles, the whole package. He could have been a model if he hadn't become a lawyer. I mean it. He turns heads. And we always had so much fun together but there was one problem.
    "Greg wanted something I didn't. One night after a romantic dinner he told me he wanted to start a family. I was shocked. I mean, I just didn't see it coming. I had no idea he felt like that."
    "But, that's a good thing, no? You told me he 's great with his sisters' kids."
    "Yes, it's a good thing, for him, But, it's just too soon. I have career plans and I want to get ahead now while I can. I've worked too hard to get where I am to just walk away from it all. Maybe if he made partner at the law firm it would be different but that would be years from now. On one salary, we'd never make it in London."
    Sally raised her eyebrows. "And that was it? That caused the spontaneous combustion of your relationship?"
    "Well, there was something else. I don't even know that I really want to have kids. If I'm that unsure maybe I shouldn't. Does that sound crazy?"
    "No, of course not. But I'm just surprised you two didn't give it more time and let love take its natural course. Not that I'd know much about that, of course," Sally bit her lip.
    "Well, you just slammed the nail right on the head. We never did talk about things. We were crazy, madly in love and we knew that without question. But. We never had adult conversations. You know, like grown ups are supposed to. Greg doesn't really show his feelings, and, I never encouraged him to. I just went along with whatever he wanted to do."
    "Okay, now I'm seeing a pattern. Anyway, all you can do Cristina, like I said earlier, is learn from it, and when you're ready, move on to new pastures. And that's why now might be the perfect time to show you my special surprise," Sally grinned as she took her computer out of her bag.
    "I hope you won't be too annoyed with me but I took the liberty of setting you up on a on a dating site," Sally whispered.
    Cristina winced. "What? You must be joking. Tell me you didn't."
    "I did. Sorry. Listen, listen, listen. I found some great guys. Trust me on this. I know more than one girlfriend in Manchester who met their husbands at this site. It's way better than all of those other silly sites."
    Cristina sighed and sat up in her chair to see the screen. "Ok, I'll take a look but I'm still not happy about this. Hey, is that my profile? That's a terrible photo, it doesn't even look like me."
    "Yeah I know, I 'll change it later, it's the only one of you I had on my phone and I was in a hurry. And by the way, you're SundayCoffee, I didn't use your real name. Anyway even with that silly photo and nickname you've still had a ton of emails - 86, and rising by the hour and I only set this up a few days ago. Maybe I should try it too," Sally laughed.
    "You're something else," Cristina couldn't help laughing. "And maybe you're right. It is time to move on. This being alone thing doesn't suit me one bit. I've had enough of it already. Hey, I've had that many responses already, let's dig in and see what's out there."
    "That's that attitude girl. Good to see your fighting spirit has returned. Welcome back Cristina. Here… look, this guy looks fit, very fit in fact. And, what about this guy, he's lush. And this one, wow, there's a ton of great eye candy here. You're going to be very busy young lady. Make sure to get lots of beauty sleep cause you're going to need it."
    "Not so fast Sally. Don't go arranging dates for me. I'll kill you if you do."
    "Only joking my love. I'm your love life consultant not your P.A. You'll have to pick out the cream of the crop and decide who to date. Just get on with it ok, don't