My Fiery Opal

BECKHAM: I have one rule – I don’t do love, romance, or relationships. That is, until I find myself softening… for her. RINOA: I have one rule – I promised myself I would never be in a relationship again. I’ve been there/done that. There is no way I’m falling for the darkly menacing, alpha male, hot as sin… Beckham Stone. ---- RINOA: After I get home from seeing the girls, my phone pings. It’s a text from Beck. Beck: Send me your address Beck: I’ll pick you up at 7p tomorrow Me: Where are you taking me? Beck: Where do you want to go? Me: Where do you normally take your DATES? Beck: I don’t DATE Me: Ok where would be your usual pre-hook-up dinner? Beck: I have a few places in mind Me: Great. I don’t want to be anywhere near any of those places I see dots appear, but disappear. Then appear again, then disappear. It takes a few minutes, but my phone eventually dings. Beck: Change of plans Beck: Not doing ‘dinner’ Beck: We’re going on a date Beck: This is nonnegotiable Me: ? Me: On one condition…. Are you finally going to tell me why you call me Opal? Beck: Re-read my previous text. This is nonnegotiable Me: Re-read MY previous text. I want to know why you call me Opal (Silence) Beck: Fine. 7p tomorrow