“When are you moving?”
“In two more weeks. I won’t ever forget you Cara.”
“I won’t ever forget you either, Jared.”
“Do you mean a boy?”
“Don’t you think that kissing is icky!”
Cara ran inside and Jared ran to join his parents.
She saw the stress on Dale’s face. “You poor baby!”
“Hello, my name is Sharlee Stallworth. I’m a friend of Noah’s.”
She held her breath waiting.
“Well, I don’t usually do this, but Noah has mentioned you several times. Also my wife is a big fan of your mother’s show. Sure, I’ll give you his address.” He looked up the address and gave it to her.
“Thanks Mom.” Sharlee got the plate that she had prepared for Noah and some cookies and then left to find his house. She wasn’t familiar with the street name and put it in the GPS.
Noah again had the same thought about her as he again looked at her long legs stretching from her very brief shorts and the t-shirt that fit tightly across her bust revealing her bare midriff. He smirked when he saw the expression on her face as she looked at him. Still, it didn’t change the fact that she had hurt him.
“Noah, you misunderstood me!”
“You’re right! I did misunderstand you. I thought that you were different, that you were special. It must have been those big green eyes that fooled me. You are just another spoiled snobby rich girl! You’re as big a snob as your father is!”
“If you had listened to the whole conversation, you would have heard that Cara didn’t understand why you smelled like motor oil and had grease under your nails. I was going to explain to her that you repair cars and that you had just left from work. I was going to tell her that I was happy that you had made it even though I knew that you had to be tired!”
Noah was silent for a few moments, thinking. He was feeling a little buzzed, but not completely drunk yet. He put the cigarette out. “You know what Sharlee, maybe this is for the best! I’m not a choir boy and I’m never going to be one. As a matter of fact, I never want to be one!” He took another swig of his beer. Then continued. “Maybe we are too different!”
Then she rushed to her car and stood beside it. She was hurt and angry. She quickly told him, “You’re right Noah! I misunderstood too! I thought that you were different from other guys, but you’re not! You’re just another creep trying to get into my pants!”
Tears blinded her as she started up the car and took off.
He answered his own question. He who prided himself on never being afraid, was afraid! What she said at the house had hurt him and he was afraid of putting himself in the position of being hurt again. He was afraid of the power that she had over his emotions!
He had never felt this way about anyone else! He had never completely trusted anyone else the way that he did Sharlee. Trust wasn’t easy for him. So instead he had done what he knew would push her away.
From the pained, stricken look on her face, he knew that he had deeply disappointed and hurt her. He was totally ashamed of himself. He regretted it more than he did anything else that he had ever done. He already missed her.
“Sharlee, I have never been more ashamed of or sorry for anything that I have ever said or done than what I did to you tonight! I am sorry from the bottom of my heart. I didn’t mean what I said. One of the things that I most appreciate about you is your high moral standards. You are the sweetest most loving person that I have ever met. I’m honored to know you and even more honored that you care about me too! I’m sorry that I hurt you Sharlee!”
Sharlee smiled too. “That sounds like a plan.”
Noah looked serious again. “But Sharlee, what I said about not being a choir boy. That is true. I’m trying to be legit, but I can’t promise that I’ll be perfect or like the guys that your father would pick for you.”
“Noah, all I expect is that you be yourself. You’re who I….” She trailed off and then started again. “I like you as you are, Noah. I don’t expect you to be a choir boy. Just try not to break any laws!” She smiled at him again.
“What about your Dad?”
“What about him?”
“There is one thing though Noah.”
“The drinking and the smoking. I mean you’re underage for both and the smoking especially is bad for you. I would hate for you to hurt your body!”
“Alright, Sharlee, I’ll work on quitting.” He smiled at her.
“No. I just grabbed the beer.”
“I have a plate and some cookies for you in the car!”
She still looked at him doubtfully. He didn’t want her to worry and so he promised to stay at the park for a while longer to give the alcohol a chance to get out of his system.
He knew that he wanted Sharlee in his life from now on. She was like a ray of sunshine and he didn’t want to lose her. He wouldn’t let Dale drive him away even though he knew instinctively that that is what Dale would try to do.
Kate, I love how the child kiss poses look in the chapter!