I want to spend my life with you
Yeah yeah
I want to spend my life with you, baby
My lady
You're true

(Spend My Life by Slaughter)

#423 MiladyRegina

My details...

Age: Twenty-six

Location: Miami

Status: Single

Children: None

Occupation: Educator

You'll match if you...

*Are between Twenty-four and thirty-seven

*Are employed

*Have a tattoo (a few, not several)

*Waits until after Thanksgiving to decorate for Christmas

*Can slow dance

*Loves black and white movies

Robin Locksley was at his desk looking through this particular profile and couldn't help but smile. Robin played professional football in the NFL for the Florida Arrows, he was in the later stage of his professional career. He had played college football at the University of Georgia where he had been a star quarterback.

Right before he had been drafted second, he had married his college sweetheart Marian Maidens and together they had a son, Roland, who was now five years old. The marriage sadly, had not survived, which was not that unheard of with the lifestyle of a professional football player. The divorce had been finalized last year, with Roland spending half the time with both parents. Marian, luckily lived only twenty minutes away from Robin, and Roland was very happy with him being able to stay in his school. Robin had him every other weekend, Roland enjoyed traveling with his father to see him and his teammates play ball.

Robin was relieved that his son had taken the divorce so well. Marian and him had taken Roland to a counselor to help ease the transition for him, which he had come through quite well. They had explained to Roland how sometimes Mommies and Daddies don't always live together but that they would always love him.

Robin was a single dad now with great friends around him, but he was...lonely. He felt incomplete inside. Oh, he knew he had love, his friends and family and his adorable son. But there was just something...missing. He had been set up on so many blind dates by his friends, one by his own mother, who just knew her hairdresser's daughter, Zelena would be perfect for him.

She wasn't.

The woman was annoying at best. Everything had been about her. That was until she had started rattling on where they could go on vacations, and how she couldn't wait to see the world. Robin had to pinch himself as he thought 'it's only a first date'. There had been no second date after it, he had taken her home and wished her the best. At her door, she had looked at him shocked at first, then smiled and invited him in. He politely declined.

She had called him over and over, asking to meet for dinner. He had been as nice as he could and told her that he felt it wasn't meant to be between them. She had told him to lighten up and that she could make him feel like it was. He had gotten her message loud and clear and told her goodbye. She had texted him for the next ten minutes when he had been left with no choice but to block her.

That had been two weeks ago, he had been told by a friend Rose to maybe try a professional dating site. He had laughed at her at first, telling her, "Rose, I'm not that desperate."

"Robin, just give it a chance," Rose insisted, "You'll never know, unless you try."

So here he was looking over profile after profile, when number 423 caught his attention. The woman was a beautiful brunette with soft, warm eyes. Eyes that caught your attention immediately and a smile that she could walk through hell with. Those red lips of hers were very distracting he had to admit.

Her name was Regina, she was twenty six and in teaching. Good so far. He liked that she evidently had a career out there that she was in.

She lived here in Miami, also good.

He was in her age preference since he was now thirty-one years old. He had to wonder at her age preference, she was evidently okay with a little younger, but had left open the older age range more.

She listed that she had no children. Did she like children?

He had a job, not that she might know of his being a pro football player. Maybe she didn't like sports? But then what if she did like sports? What if she liked football? What if she hated his team? Hated him?

He looked down at his right forearm, at his tattoo. She obviously had a bit of wild side to her that liked tattoos. His tattoo was part of his family's crest.

He smiled at her statement of waiting for Thanksgiving to be over with to decorate. Roland loved to decorate for Christmas, he couldn't wait for the Christmas tree to be put up. Well, that and when his presents started making their way under the tree. This year he was to get Roland for Christmas, Marian would have him for Thanksgiving and then bring him to Robin's for the weekend following. So technically he did wait until Thanksgiving to be over with before decorating.

The next item was about if he could slow dance. He had to smile and roll his eyes as his own mother, Ada Locksley had made sure her son knew how to dance. He had been forced, uh required to have dance lessons at the age of six until the age of fourteen. It had been a trying ordeal, especially as he got older and started to play sports. When his coaches had asked him why he couldn't attend his Saturday practice, he had been forced to explain about his mother wanting him to attend his dance lessons still.

For a young lad, it had been exhausting.

He looked at the last item, loved black and white films. Now, he loved old movies. Casablanca was up there as was the Miracle Worker, The Grapes of Wrath. And one that was a holiday classic, It's A Wonderful Life.

He had filled out his own profile, but not put a picture of himself full on, he found a picture of himself with a baseball hat pulled low that hid a lot of his face. He didn't want to get responses from people just because of who he was, but instead if there was some sort of spark after a while. Then he would slowly reveal who he was to them.

His profile provided the following information:

#324 RobertThief (It was a form of his name to be honest)

Age: Thirty-one

Location: Miami

Status: Single

Children: One

Occupation: Sports Agent

He had to smirk at how he answered that one, he couldn't just up and say he was a professional football player. It would have caused an influx of attention, not just on here but in the media as well.

You'll match if:

*You are between the age of Twenty-five and Thirty-five

*Are employed

*Have an important sense of family

*Can wear boots and jeans for an outdoor weekend as well as be dressed to kill for a night on the town

*Loves curling up on the couch, eating popcorn while watching a movie

Robin hit the Like button on Regina's profile, sent her a message saying, "Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?'"Hoping it would signal to her that he was interested in chatting with her more. He got up from the couch and went to go get something to drink. He came back a few minutes later and looked at his profile and saw that he had a new message.

He couldn't curb his curiosity and see what she had said to him. He opened the message, from profile 423 "Desperately seeking Mr. George Bailey."

He couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face as she knew the quote from that movie, It's A Wonderful Life. He quickly typed a reply, "What is it you want?"

A few seconds later his reply came, "The Moon."

Robin smiled as she obviously knew her old movies, he sent her a quick question, 'So what do you do when you're not staring at the Moon?'

Her reply, "I work through the week at an elementary school, and enjoy taking my dog on walks early in the mornings before work. On the weekends, I spend time with my friends who I had been close with since college. And now it's your turn."

Robin carefully worded his reply, "I work as well through the week and on weekends. I currently don't have a dog or any animal, besides my five year old son, Roland. He keeps me on my toes more than anything."

Regina smiled at how he talked about his son, she looked back at his profile pictures to see if there was one of Roland, but there wasn't, "I can imagine trying to keep up with a five year old, my dog Outlaw tends to keep me on mine."

While she waited for him to reply, she looked at the photo of him in a baseball hat, the photo wasn't a close up, but she caught a hint of a smile on his face. He almost looked...shy. She liked that. Robert, it was a nice name.

Regina stretched her arms above her head. She needed a nap but would settle for more caffeine. Today was Saturday and she had been very lazy today, just curled up on the couch reading. Just then her phone rung and she quickly answered it, "Hello?"

"What are you doing, Queen?" Ruby, her friend asked.

"I'm being a lazy bum, and you really need to stop calling me that," Regina said back, smiling at her friend's words.

"You played the Evil Queen in our high school play and you were wonderful at it," Ruby said.

"Okay, Red," Regina said as Ruby had played Red Riding Hood once.

"So what's new?" Ruby asked.

"Nothing much," Regina said as she read Robert's next message. "So you're a teacher with a dog named Outlaw, bit of a wild child?"

Regina laughed at his question, "What's so funny?" Ruby asked.

"Just talking to this man on my profile," Regina answered.

"Tell me about him," Ruby demanded. "Send me his picture."

"His name is Robert, he is a sports agent who has a little boy," Regina answered as she took a screenshot of his picture and sent it, "He loves old movies from how he talks."

"Tell him you want to meet him for coffee," Ruby encouraged her, "he looks nice from what I can tell. He has good teeth from that smile."

"But I have no idea who he is. I know absolutely nothing about him," Regina reminded her. Nothing except the way he intrigued her. His quick reply. His picture.

"You know a few things, that's a start. And besides if you don't ask him out than I will," Ruby said.

Regina didn't reply for a few seconds, "Tell him that meeting is your treat," Ruby said. "That can make a difference to some guys."

She bit her bottom lip and typed out a message, "How about meeting for coffee, say at Granny's?"

"Any answer yet?" Ruby asked.

"No, but it's only been a few seconds," Regina said. Just then another message came to her profile. She saw the sender's name, it wasn't her thief but someone else. HatGuy. She shook her head.

Back at Robin's home, he got the message from Regina.

The corner of his mouth curved. The thrill he felt at her question infused him with excitement. She was assertive. Interesting. And she picked a great place to meet, a cafe that hired people who had hit rock bottom and were trying to turn their lives around, a true second chance. But he was wary. What if he was recognized?

He would make sure to wear his baseball hat as long as he could. He wasn't going to let this chance pass him by, not with her.

He typed out his message and hit send, "Coffee tomorrow morning, say nine o'clock."

Regina got the message and smiled as she looked at his profile information again. She really liked what he had written about the importance of family. But she knew from experience most guys would say anything to get what they wanted.