For the Right Reasons: America's Favorite Bachelor on Faith, Love, Marriage, and Why Nice Guys Finish First by Sean Lowe

Author:Sean Lowe [Lowe, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2015-01-27T07:00:00+00:00

After the first episode aired, I received an e-mail from Jeremy Anderson, a Texas attorney who had appeared on The Bachelorette season 4, starring DeAnna Pappas. He had made it all the way to the third position before being unceremoniously sent packing, making him one of the few people on the planet who could empathize with my situation.

“If you just want to talk about things and grab a beer,” he wrote after getting my information through mutual friends, “I’d love to talk to you.”

I was glad I took him up on it. We had a lot in common, and it felt good to talk to someone who knew what I’d been through.

“I actually met Emily once at a charity event,” he said, sipping his beer. “I can see why you’d fall so hard for her.”

“You did?” It seemed so odd to meet someone who knew her in the real world.

“Do you have her phone number?” I blurted out.

In normal relationships, the first way you connect with a person is to exchange phone numbers and e-mail addresses. But in the context-free world of The Bachelorette, you can propose to a woman without ever knowing her number or address.

“Actually,” he said, scrolling through his phone contacts, “I think I did get it.”

He wrote it on a piece of paper and slipped it across the table. Taking it felt like some sort of treasonous act. Because only one episode had aired, I had no idea if she ended up with Jef, Arie, or neither. In my heart, I assumed she ended up alone. It was inconceivable to me that either Jef or Arie would’ve been her soul mate.

I put her phone number in my wallet, right behind my credit card, and tried not to think of it. For about five or six days, I successfully fought the temptation to call. I couldn’t stop wondering how she was doing and whether she was happily engaged.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I drove to my apartment, shut the door, and sat on my couch with nothing but my phone and that slip of paper.

If she didn’t answer and didn’t call me back, I’d know she had gotten engaged and wanted me to leave her alone. I wasn’t going to be the crazy person who calls repeatedly.

I promised myself I’d make one call.

If she called me back, fine. If not, I’d throw away her number forever.

My heart raced as I pressed her number into my phone and lifted it to my face.

One ring. Two. Three. Voice mail.

“Emily, this is Sean,” I said, wishing I’d planned the voice-mail message a bit more. “The show was very rough for me. I don’t know how it was for you, but I was just hoping to catch up with you for a second.”

When I hung up, I felt some sort of release. At least I’d tried. If she wanted to contact me, she now had my phone number. I put the phone on my coffee table and wondered if she was listening to my message.

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