Chapter 9
On Sunday, the day after their dinner, Michael called Sydney and invited her to an afternoon baseball game he had tickets to. Sydney agreed to go even though it was a bit more short notice than she would have preferred and the two of them had a fantastic time. For the few weeks after that, Sydney and Michael spent time together on both Saturday and Sunday, as well as eating dinner together twice during the work week. In that time, they were very glad to find that they both seemed to be fitting each other’s expectations in a potential girlfriend or boyfriend.
Unfortunately, in that time, Sydney failed to inform Michael about her strict no marriage or children policy. She knew it couldn’t wait any longer, though, especially since Eric reminded her of it constantly (or so it seemed). Sydney knew Eric was just looking out for his friend, but she was getting slightly annoyed by his almost rude at times reminders. She knew she had to tell him though, and she was forcing herself to do so on their one month anniversary dinner. The only difficulty was, bringing it up subtly, not just blurting it out. Thankfully, Michael took care of this difficulty for her.
They’d been chatting about something that happened at kindergarten the day before, during a lesson on pets when, stupidly, Michael thought it’d be a good idea to bring a pet in. Of course, disaster ensued when the little creature escaped its cage and things really went downhill from there. Apparently, though, one little girl found the animal and took care of it very gently before giving it back to Michael. “I swear, she’s just the cutest little thing. I want a daughter just like her,” Michael said.
“Yeah,” Sydney sighed. Then, using that as a stepping stone, Sydney took a deep breath and said, “Yeah, but I never really wanted children….”
“You’re kidding?” Michael asked in pure shock with his eyes wide.
“No, I never did. I mean, don’t get me wrong; I love kids. I love Penny and Jenny; I’d do anything for them but… I dunno, I just don’t want kids of my own,” she sighed into her wine glass before taking a long sip.
“Not even if your husband really wanted them?” Michael asked, his shock turning to disbelief.
“Well, see, that’s the other thing,” she cringed slightly. “I don’t want to get married either.”
Michael nearly choked on his water. “You don’t want to get married?! Why not?”
“I don’t know… a bunch of different reasons, two of which being how it didn’t really work out for my parents and obviously I’m a divorce lawyer. And… I dunno, it’s just not something I have as part of my life goals,” she said with a slight shrug.
“So… it’s not something you’re one hundred percent opposed to then?” Michael asked.
“Well…,” Sydney hesitated for a moment before continuing, “I’m pretty dead set. It’d take a heck of a lot to change my mind.”
“I see,” Michael said shortly. “And… why are you telling me this?”
“I’m not trying to break up with you or anything; I’m just trying to be honest. I really, really like you Michael, and I hope we can continue seeing each other, but…but if you feel like you want to break this off I’ll understand why,” Sydney told him.
Her words rang with the wisdom of experience and it was obvious to Michael that, not only was this not the first time she had told this to a boyfriend, but if he chose to walk away, he would obviously not be the first who had done so. He sat there for a moment, thinking over what she had told him, struggling due to his confliction. On one hand, he would have never even considered breaking things off with her prior to the conversation they had just had. He loved spending time with her and was enjoying getting to know her better. However, on the other hand, he did have a deep desire for children and marriage and did not want to waste his time dating just anybody, especially given his ever-increasing age. In the end, though, he decided to give her a little bit more of a chance. After all, there was a possibility, albeit slim, she would change her mind.
“No,” he said finally, “I don’t want to break things off. I enjoy spending time with you and I really like you, too.”
Sydney smiled at him, reached across the table and squeezed his hand gently. “I’m glad to hear that,” she said. He smiled back at her as he squeezed her hand in return.
For the rest of the meal, conversation between the two of them was more tense and forced than it had been before Sydney brought up the marriage and children subject. By the end of the meal, though, they were laughing at something amusing one of Michael’s students said about his new little brother.
Once they arrived back at their apartment complex, Michael walked Sydney to her door like he’d done after all their dates. There, they shared a simple kiss, per usual, but before Michael could walk away, Sydney held him firm with her hands in his. “Hey you, uh, wanna come inside?” she offered in a soft tone. When it came to taking a relationship to that next step with men, Sydney had a steadfast rule. A set of steadfast rules, actually. For starters, she never even considered it unless a month had passed since her first official date with that man. In addition, she and that man had to have at least six – preferably more – dates in that month time span to further his qualifications for the next level. Even if those criteria were met, though, Sydney had to see something in their relationship that made her want to continue, which, of course, was a very subjective criteria. She saw that thing in Michael, though, which was why she extended the invitation to him.
“Um,” Michael hesitated, but just for a moment before saying, “Yeah, I’d love to.” Sydney smiled at him in the dimly it courtyard before turning her back to him momentarily so she could open the door to her apartment.