Note to Readers:
I wrote this chapter last year, and to be honest, it’s not one of my favorites. However, I posted it to continue showing Noah’s reaction to various situations. I hope you’ll still enjoy reading it though!
It was a Saturday, and Noah had come to meet Sharlee at her job after her shift was over. They were going to have a date night. One of the former waitresses came in to show them her new baby. Noah saw the expression on Sharlee’s face as she looked at the baby. He came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. He kissed her cheek and whispered into her ear.
“Honey, I promise you won’t have to wait for much longer. Just give me another year. We’ll have enough money saved for the down payment on a bigger place of our own. You’ll be further along in school, and I’ll also be up for another raise. Then we’ll be able to afford for you to cut your hours or maybe even quit your job if you want.”
“You’re not going to believe this, but my boss’ wife is throwing a cocktail party for all of the employees of their shops.”
The owner of the repair shop owned several shops around town. Noah had worked at the shop for two years now, and they had never thrown a picnic or any other kind of party for the employees. This had come out of the blue.
“I will on one condition.”
“You have to go shopping with me.”
Shopping to Noah meant going to a motorcycle shop and picking the first shirt or slacks he saw in his size then going to the register. He’d never gone clothes shopping with Sharlee before, but he knew women did it differently from most men. An idea came to him.
“I’ll go if you let me pick the dress!”
Sharlee hesitated and then agreed.
Noah looked at it again, imagining how Sharlee’s long gorgeous legs would look in it.
“Yeah I’m sure, try it on too!”
Even if it wasn’t right for the party, he thought that she could wear it just for him on a date night.
She came out and modeled each of them for him, but he’d already found another one that he wanted her to try. Sharlee looked at it and although it wasn’t something she’d have selected, she would feel more comfortable in it than the other selections.
At twenty, Noah was the youngest of the mechanics. He and Sharlee really stood out at the party not only because of their youth, but because they were an exceptionally attractive couple. They didn’t realize it, but they were walking into the middle of a situation which they would not know how to handle.
Noah whispered under his breath to Sharlee, “We’re not staying long.” Sharlee laughed.
Sharlee had already met the shop owner and Noah’s manager, but she had never met their wives nor Noah’s other co-workers. Noah had never met their wives either. He introduced Sharlee to the shop owner’s wife.
The shop owner’s wife took an immediate dislike of Sharlee. She was an older woman, trying to cling to her youth. She was one of those women whose hair was always in place and whose outfits were perfectly coordinated. She’d spent a great deal of time getting dressed for the night and among mechanic’s wives she had expected to be the queen of the ball. Yet here was this young creature upstaging her. However, she did feel an immediate attraction to Noah. She thought to herself, “What a hunk!”
Noah took Sharlee around the room, introducing her to those he knew and meeting the wives of his other co-workers. There were waiters passing around drinks and hors d’oeuvres. He started to take a cocktail but took a coke instead when he saw Sharlee’s expression.
“Go on! I’ll be fine.”
Noah hated dancing. He only danced with Sharlee because he knew how much she enjoyed it, but this was the top boss’ wife. He couldn’t refuse. He moved out to the dance floor with her. It was a slow song which made him dislike it even more.
After Noah left her, Sharlee wasn’t alone for long. Several of his co-workers offered to get her something to eat or fresh drinks. Some asked her to dance. Of course when his manager asked her to dance she accepted gladly. He was a few years older than her father and a very nice man.
Noah responded politely, “Thank you Mrs. Benson.”
Her husband William, the shop’s owner, had witnessed the whole incident. His wife had a wandering eye and seemed to have set her sights on Noah. What kind of fool did she think William was? He wasn’t going to let her do this again even if it meant getting rid of Noah.
William saw the tightness of Trudy’s lips as she looked at Sharlee, definitely trouble. Every time he allowed Trudy near any of his business interests it was a disaster. He thought that this cocktail party would be harmless. He was wrong.
“I can spot a pair of fake ones a mile away. Trudy’s been in for some work and not just the “headlights.”
The guys laughed. “Now that sexy little blond, she’s got a pair of A-1 headlights. I’m tell-in you those are the real thing!”
Gerald started to move towards the dance floor where Sharlee was still dancing with Billy.
The guys who knew Noah were looking from him to Gerald as Noah stepped into Gerald’s path.
“Hey Noah, you’re crowd-in me. Step off.”
Gerald frowned. “What!”
“Gerald, she’s Noah’s wife.”
“So what! I’m just gonna dance with her. What, are you scared that she won’t want you no more after dancing with me! Yeah, an experienced man is better than a wet behind the ears pup like you! I can really teach her, if you know what I mean!”
“Don’t worry, Sharlee. We have our savings, and I know it won’t be long before I find another job.” He really hoped that would be true!
The next chapter is back to Shawn and the rest of the family!