“I–no. I mean… I don’t know.” Olivia furrowed her brows as she kept staring at her cup of coffee, trying to remember more accurately her train of thoughts prior to her date with him. “Holly—” The blonde began again, after a brief pause and then looked up from her coffee to meet Lucas’ gaze. She felt like she owed him that much. “–can be very mean when she wants to.” And Olivia hated to be the one saying that because it did feel like she was trash talking a friend, but it wasn’t her fault that it was the truth. It could have been worse… she could’ve said that Holly was a bitch (which wouldn’t be a lie either). “She managed to get some pictures of you from your mutual friend and said you looked boring. That she didn’t want to waste her time and that she was going to stand you up.” Shit, maybe she shouldn’t have said those words about Lucas. Liv thought about it as she sipped on her coffee. It was bad enough that she had lied, now her honesty might offend him. Great.
“I… honestly don’t know what made me go to the bar that night. I don’t really go on dates, so maybe that was a way for me to go on one without actually going on one? I don’t know… but I promise I didn’t do it because I wanted to hurt you or anything. I even thought about telling you right away, but I didn’t want you to be upset. Then, my plan became to pretend to be her and sort of let you down easy?” She admitted with an apologetic shrug. “But… you were so fun and nice and interesting… the conversation flowed easily and before I knew, it was too late to say something, so I panicked.” Liv chuckled nervously. “I was going for a hug, but my hand got in the way and that’s how the handshake happened.” His proposal caught her off guard though, which was what caused Olivia to stare at Lucas like a deer in headlights, but there was a small smile on her lips because yes, she would love that! She kept thinking about him and reprimanding herself… now she could actually give it a try. “Su–sure? Sure, she’d love that. I’d love that.” The Lucas part of it was still undecided because she didn’t want for her son to get to know a guy and get attached to them only to be left alone like his father would do. “That really is a pretty great name, I have to admit. And he’s a great kid, too. He’s my buddy, I’m really lucky to have him. He can be a little handful sometimes, but all kids are handful.”
While this whole turn of events had been interesting, it seemed to become even more so. Did people really not meet up anymore? Holly saw pictures of him and bailed? Uh, yikes. So, naturally, Lucas couldn’t help giving a nervous chuckle. “I don’t know if I should be offended or relieved. I think I wanna lean towards the latter, though. If we’re being honest... I didn’t think the date would go well. And I think the only reason it did go well was because, well... you’re not her.” Maybe it was a little harsh for him to say since he couldn’t really say he knew Holly. But their personalities seemed pretty different just in what conversations he’d had with her, and Olivia seemed to understand based on her honesty.
The more she spoke and the more she explained that night and her actions, the more enamored Lucas sort of felt. It was endearing. Olivia had wanted to help him out when she didn’t even know him. She wanted to have some fun, but felt bad for doing so. All of this probably should have scared him off but honestly? It only intrigued Lucas that much more. “Fun and nice and interesting. My ego feels a little better now, thank you.” He laughed. “That handshake had me a little nervous. I could tell something was going on, you know? But I didn’t know what. So, I was... a little hesitant to swing by here. I’m glad everything’s okay.” Watching Olivia’s reaction and getting her response, Lucas smiled. “They certainly can be. Not that I have any of my own, of course, but sometimes I feel like I might as well have. A couple of my friends can be a handful. Which you’ll probably meet sometime soon, then.” Lucas took a sip of his coffee before pulling his phone from his pocket and unlocking the screen. “I know you’re here with your son, and it’s work, so I don’t want to hold you here or anything. But yeah. We can try a real date? And I’m pretty sure we don’t have each other’s real number?” He brought up a blank text message for her to put her number in, slipping his phone across the table to her.
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