Sharlee was sitting in her last class of the day, chemistry. She didn’t have to work at the restaurant that night. She’d had exams that week and was glad when her class was over, and she could go home and relax.
She quickly changed into something more comfortable and cool, keeping on the pretty necklace set that Noah had given her for their one year anniversary. It was one of Noah’s favorite outfits that she wore when they were relaxing around the house.
She checked the refrigerator to see what was on hand to cook for dinner, hoping she wouldn’t have to go to the grocery store. She settled on something simple that she knew Noah enjoyed as much as she did, thick juicy hamburgers. She’d cook them out on the grill later.
She was surprised and pleased to hear Noah’s bike drive up to the house. It was only 2:30. He didn’t usually get home until after 4:00. She rushed to open the door and was about to fling her arms around his neck when she saw that it wasn’t Noah. She quickly drew back, embarrassed.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I thought you were…” She trailed off, looking at the strange man, wondering who he was. “How can I help you?”
Noah had never mentioned him before.
“Is Noah home?”
Sharlee was deciding whether or not she should let him in the house. There was something about him that rubbed her the wrong way, but if he really was a friend of Noah’s, she wanted to make him feel welcome. She came to a quick decision and invited him inside.
“I’ll take a Coke then.”
Sharlee felt his eyes on her butt as she walked away, and he continued to stare at her as she moved around the kitchen. She felt like grabbing her coat out of the closet and covering herself up. She brought his Coke over and started to hand it to him. He intentionally touched her hand as she gave it to him. She deliberately took a seat on the other side of the sofa away from him.
“Yeah, we almost had a fight over one of them the day that we met.”
Ton must have taken her picture and sent it to Noah! Even after all of these years and almost two years of marriage, Sharlee’s face was red. Dean was staring at her in wonder.
Sharlee checked the time. It was only 3:00. Another hour before Noah would be home. She sighed and then went back over to the sofa. Noah didn’t have a lot of friends. There were very few people whom he trusted enough to allow them to become close enough to him to become a friend. If Dean really was a friend of his, then she wanted to give him a real chance.
“So how did you two become friends?”
“Well after I realized how serious he was about keeping your pictures and letters for himself, we started talking. We have a lot in common. We both had crappy parents who we couldn’t wait to ditch. We both love choppers and ….” His eyes raked Sharlee again. “We have the same taste in fine women.”
“Looking at me like that.”
“You said you’re Noah’s friend.”
“I am his friend, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t look.”
“Okay. I’m going to start dinner. Noah should be here in a little while.”
She still saw him watching her as she prepared dinner. She was relieved when she went outside to the grill.
“I’m so glad you’re home.”
“I’m glad I’m home too.”
Sharlee suddenly remembered the burgers. She rushed out to the grill.
“We’ve been married for almost two years now.”
Dean laughed. “I can’t believe it either.”
Noah went to quickly wash up and change out of his work uniform.
During dinner, Noah and Dean talked about the latest choppers. They mentioned duals, displacement and laughed when they talked about the last time they each had eaten asphalt. Sharlee completely quit trying to follow their conversation when they started talking about the latest Harley Davidson Cruisers.
She didn’t mind though. She was just content watching Noah’s face as different emotions flitted across it during the conversation. It was nice to see him so excited and really enjoying himself talking with a friend about something they had in common.
Sharlee’s heart sank. She didn’t feel comfortable with Dean. There was just something wrong about how he looked at her and the double meaning in the things he said to her. However, Noah seemed to really like him, and she could tell that he wanted to help Dean out. How could she say no!
“Of course he can stay.”
“Are you sure it’s alright? This is your home too.”
Noah helped her down from the counter. Sharlee turned back to the sink and continued cleaning up the kitchen.
“Wow, thanks Dog! I really appreciate it. I promise it won’t be for long.”
Sharlee finished in the kitchen and then joined them on the sofa. Noah had switched on the football game. Sharlee snuggled in close to him, and he wrapped his arm around her. He turned and looked at her.
Then as he looked into her eyes, he couldn’t resist kissing her. After a few moments, Dean looked at them. It was as though they had forgotten he was there. “I think I’ll go outside and catch a smoke!”
When he came back inside the house, they were no longer in the livingroom. From the sounds coming from the bedroom, he knew that they hadn’t gone to sleep. He smiled and moved quietly to the bedroom door and pressed his ear against it. He could hear Sharlee’s moans of pleasure even more clearly. He thought to himself, “Yeah Noah, you’re a lucky man!”
He got his suitcase and headed to the bathroom.
Thanks again to Jacqueline for making Dean for me!