Finding Me (Love's Not Easy Series Book 1) Read Free

you sure you’re not psychic?”
    “I just know how women think. Tell you what, you get dressed. That is, unless you really want to wear your PJ’s. I will call Milo’s Bistro to see if I can have a space saved for us.”
    “There’s that psychic thing again. I do have one question.”
    He grinned. “Ok.”
    “Dress Code?”
    “Casual, but, keep in mind, the evening air is chilly this time of the year.”
    Twenty minutes later, she appeared in the Foyer. She was more beautiful than he could have imagined, with her straightened long, golden hair. She had on a pair of distressed jeans that was showing off her curves very well.  The plaid, hot pink and brown shirt caused those hazel eyes to sparkle even more. He watched as she did a 360 turn.
    “Will this do?”
    “Perfect.” That was the word to describe her. She looked perfect to him. The casual attire she wore made her look down to earth, unlike Ava.
    Aimee took care to notice the way they were walking, just in case she needed to find Milo’s on her own. Milo’s Bistro was only three blocks from their flat. The breeze from the ocean was still warm and the fresh, salty aroma hung in the air. The streets was quiet. It was amazing how relaxed she felt. Most people would be so nervous about being in a strange country all alone. But, Aimee felt peaceful; as if she had always belonged here.
    As soon as they arrived to Milo’s, a hostess took them to a table in the back corner. A tall, slender waiter stood with a drink menu in one hand and a towel draped over the other arm. “Hello, welcome to Milo’s. My name is Owen. I will be your server today. Would you like to place your drink order now; or, do you need a few minutes?”
    Aimee could feel her cheeks turning red for the second time tonight. She leaned over to Aiden. “I don’t drink alcohol.”
    He glanced at her. “Never?”
    “Never.”
    “Can we have two regular sodas, please?” The waiter nodded, taking his drink menu and leaving the table.
    “Sorry, I should have told you earlier.”
    Aiden laughed. “My psychic abilities let me down on this one. You’re Piper’s American friend that she goes on Christian Missions with.”
    “Yes. That is me.”
    Everything on the menu looked so good to Aimee. She was having a hard time deciding what to try. Aiden, noticing her struggle, leaned over to her. “They have an awesome chicken club salad with a special house dressing.”
    Aimee nodded. “Then, that’s what I will try.”
    Aiden placed the order with the waiter when he returned with their sodas.
    “Are you from Ancaster?”
    “No, I actually live in Broughton.”
    She took a sip of her soda. “Broughton is the Neahovian Capital City, right?”
    “Yeah. It looks like you have done some homework on our country.”
    Aimee glanced around the room at the pictures on the walls.
    Aiden pointed out one of his favorites. “The owner of the Milo’s Bistro chains’ daughter painted all the portraits.”
    “She is very talented. Are these places here in Neahovia?”
    Aiden leaned back in his chair. “Yeah, these are some of the best landmarks in Neahovia.”
    “I hope to see more of the country over the next few years.”
    “Have you ever been here before?”
    “A few years back.”
    “Really, when?”
    “When what?”
    Aiden watched as she studied one of the portraits. “When did you visit Neahovia?”
    “Oh, sorry. Once when I was very young, I came here with my mom to a beach. We met one of her friends here. And, again, a few years back, Piper and I worked on a mission trip.”
    “The Wise Chapel project.”
    “Yeah. We helped in the beginning stages of the restoration.”
    Aiden took a drink of soda. “It’s a beautiful building.”
    “Yes, the building is beautiful; but, it’s what happens inside the building that makes it special.” The waiter brought their food out.
    “So, what happens inside the building that makes it so special?”
    “The teaching and preaching of God’s word.