She’s cute,” Chad said as the pair made their way to the White House gym.
“I know.” Jonathon smiled. “And smart too. She wants to go to an Ivy League school. She’s thinking of Yale.”
“Kara?”
“No, Addy.”
Chad laughed. “She’s pretty too. But I was talking about Kara.”
“Oh.” Jonathon’s face turned red. “Kara is hysterical.”
“And pretty.” Chad smiled, thinking of Kara’s shining auburn hair, her green eyes and creamy skin. “And tall. I like that.”
“That’s true.” Jonathon nodded. “In heels, she might just be your height.”
“That’s awesome.” Chad allowed his mind to linger for a moment on the thought of the beautiful redhead in heels, standing beside him. “But what’s this about waiting on God’s timing with Addy?”
“Don’t laugh.”
“Who’s laughing?” Chad gave Jonathon a playful punch. “I’ve been praying for my future wife since I was thirteen.”
“Wow. So you don’t think I’m crazy.”
“No way. But whenever I’ve talked to you about my faith, you’ve always blown me off.”
“That was before Addy.”
“I like this girl.” Chad raised his eyebrows.
“So do I. But we’re not in a hurry. We decided to just take things slowly, get to know each other, and keep praying about where God wants us to go in our relationship.”
“I want a girl like that.”
“You can’t have mine.” Jonathon shot him a mock glare.
Chad put his hands up in mock surrender. “Don’t worry. I don’t go for brunettes. Redheads are more my speed. Tall redheads.”
“Does it matter to you whether she’s a Christian or not? ”
“She’s not a Christian?” Chad opened the door to the gym, trying not to act like that was the worst news he’d heard in a while.
“No.” Jonathon added some more weight to the dumbbells. “But she’s a great person.”
“I hate this.” Chad hit the speed bag with more force than necessary.
“What?”
“Every time I meet a girl I like, I find out she’s not a Christian. Why doesn’t God let me meet Christian girls? ”
“So you have to date Christians?”
“If I’m going to get married, it needs to be to a Christian.”
“Who said you have to marry her?”
“I think the point of dating is to find your future spouse.”
“Whoa.” Jonathon put the dumbbell back on the rack. “So you’re only going to date one girl?”
“I don’t know about that.” Chad found his rhythm punching the bag. “Maybe. But I’m not going to date just to date.”
“Why not?” Jonathon asked.
“My parents always taught me to treat girls like someone’s future wife.”
“No offense, man, but your parents were around when dinosaurs roamed the earth.”
Chad turned to his friend. “With age comes wisdom. At least that’s what they tell me.”
“So you don’t want Kara’s number?”
“I want a whole lot more than her number.” Chad put on gloves and moved to the heavy bag. “But I can’t. I have to wait.”
“You sound thrilled about that.”
“I obey what I believe God is asking me to do.” Chad threw a left hook. “But I don’t always like it.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“I’m going to start praying for Kara.” Chad held the bag, stopping to catch his breath. “God didn’t put her around all these Christians for nothing. He’s after her.”
“That’s exactly what Addy says.” Jonathon pressed the weights again.
“Let’s hope we’re right.”