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wanted so bad
just to hold him and not care about anyone seeing us. To kiss like
Randy and his wife were doing just then. No cares, no rumors.
“OK, I’ll bring up a new subject then,” he
said sarcastically. “How’s you neck? Any more trouble swallowing?
Does it hurt when you press it?”
“Oh my god I’m not going to have to worry
about this lump soon because you’re giving me ulcers.” I had to
laugh. The man was persistent. Our eyes met and for a moment I
wanted to feel his stubble against my lips.
“Tracy, please. Will you give me a
chance?”
I stared at the wall behind him to avoid the
temptation of his skin. A vision of Cody and Jeremy popped into my
head. The little boy’s eyes lit up when the doctor was around. How
is it that seeing the two of them together made me so happy? These
weren’t just memories, my mind created future scenarios of piggy
back rides, water balloon fights and little league.
Instead of blocking these thoughts from my
brain they morphed into images of the three of us together, Jeremy
and I each taking one of Cody’s hands and swinging him in the air
as we walked down the sidewalk, playing kick ball in the park, and
sitting in the audience watching him sing on stage at school.
The skin on his neck was warm against my
hand. It took all of my control not to twirl my fingers through the
curls that brushed my knuckles. I was running out of reasons and
will power to push him away. I needed to get out of there.
The final notes of the song played and I
pushed back to make my escape. “Thanks for the dance, Jeremy, but
I−”
The song changed and the exact same tinkling
Garth Brooks melody started again.
I turned and smacked Chuck on the arm.
“What’d I do now?” Everyone in Axle’s
laughed.
“I’ll say it again, perfect.” Jeremy spun me
back into position and this time held me close. Our bodies touched
top to bottom, shoulders to knees. The sensation of his neck had me
distracted enough as it was, feeling the connection of our bodies
pushed me over the edge.
He wrapped his arms around my lower back and
gave me a gentle squeeze. I let down my defenses and breathed in
the scent of his neck. He whispered a reply in my ear. “See, now
isn’t this nice? Admit it.”
“Maybe.” I closed my eyes and pretended we
were alone. Just he and I dancing with no eyes on us. My fingers
played with his hair. I felt the rise and fall of his chest as he
breathed.
“Tracy?”
“Yes?”
“Please don’t give up on us before we’ve even
tried.”
I didn’t respond.
He pushed me back to look into my eyes. If I
had leaned forward slightly our lips would touch. I watched those
lips as he said, “I haven’t felt this way about anyone before and
I’m not sure if I can stop.”
I turned my head and lay it on his chest. He
wasn’t seeing Tanya. He wanted me. Could this happen? He seemed to
be thinking about me as much as I was thinking about him. Could
there be an ‘us’?
We danced silently and the song ended too
soon. My idyllic moment ended quickly when someone shouted across
the bar, “So, Doc and Tracy, when’s the wedding?” Others laughed
and joined in. “Gee, Tracy, looks like you’ll be quitting your job
at the garage soon.” Jeremy looked stunned and caught the look of
embarrassment on my face. This was not what he wanted. All his
headway quickly vanished.
My sister Leah tried to tell a couple people
to shut up but they continued. “Maybe Cody will have a new brother
or sister soon,.” someone shouted from near the front door. “The
good doctor can deliver it himself since he’ll be familiar with the
area!” Everyone roared with laughter.
Humiliation washed over me. I glared at
Jeremy and said, “Happy now?” I raced past Randy and the guys to
grab my coat and purse. Most of the bar had stopped laughing by the
time the back door slammed behind me.
****
I drove around town for a half hour before
turning toward home. I needed
just to hold him and not care about anyone seeing us. To kiss like
Randy and his wife were doing just then. No cares, no rumors.
“OK, I’ll bring up a new subject then,” he
said sarcastically. “How’s you neck? Any more trouble swallowing?
Does it hurt when you press it?”
“Oh my god I’m not going to have to worry
about this lump soon because you’re giving me ulcers.” I had to
laugh. The man was persistent. Our eyes met and for a moment I
wanted to feel his stubble against my lips.
“Tracy, please. Will you give me a
chance?”
I stared at the wall behind him to avoid the
temptation of his skin. A vision of Cody and Jeremy popped into my
head. The little boy’s eyes lit up when the doctor was around. How
is it that seeing the two of them together made me so happy? These
weren’t just memories, my mind created future scenarios of piggy
back rides, water balloon fights and little league.
Instead of blocking these thoughts from my
brain they morphed into images of the three of us together, Jeremy
and I each taking one of Cody’s hands and swinging him in the air
as we walked down the sidewalk, playing kick ball in the park, and
sitting in the audience watching him sing on stage at school.
The skin on his neck was warm against my
hand. It took all of my control not to twirl my fingers through the
curls that brushed my knuckles. I was running out of reasons and
will power to push him away. I needed to get out of there.
The final notes of the song played and I
pushed back to make my escape. “Thanks for the dance, Jeremy, but
I−”
The song changed and the exact same tinkling
Garth Brooks melody started again.
I turned and smacked Chuck on the arm.
“What’d I do now?” Everyone in Axle’s
laughed.
“I’ll say it again, perfect.” Jeremy spun me
back into position and this time held me close. Our bodies touched
top to bottom, shoulders to knees. The sensation of his neck had me
distracted enough as it was, feeling the connection of our bodies
pushed me over the edge.
He wrapped his arms around my lower back and
gave me a gentle squeeze. I let down my defenses and breathed in
the scent of his neck. He whispered a reply in my ear. “See, now
isn’t this nice? Admit it.”
“Maybe.” I closed my eyes and pretended we
were alone. Just he and I dancing with no eyes on us. My fingers
played with his hair. I felt the rise and fall of his chest as he
breathed.
“Tracy?”
“Yes?”
“Please don’t give up on us before we’ve even
tried.”
I didn’t respond.
He pushed me back to look into my eyes. If I
had leaned forward slightly our lips would touch. I watched those
lips as he said, “I haven’t felt this way about anyone before and
I’m not sure if I can stop.”
I turned my head and lay it on his chest. He
wasn’t seeing Tanya. He wanted me. Could this happen? He seemed to
be thinking about me as much as I was thinking about him. Could
there be an ‘us’?
We danced silently and the song ended too
soon. My idyllic moment ended quickly when someone shouted across
the bar, “So, Doc and Tracy, when’s the wedding?” Others laughed
and joined in. “Gee, Tracy, looks like you’ll be quitting your job
at the garage soon.” Jeremy looked stunned and caught the look of
embarrassment on my face. This was not what he wanted. All his
headway quickly vanished.
My sister Leah tried to tell a couple people
to shut up but they continued. “Maybe Cody will have a new brother
or sister soon,.” someone shouted from near the front door. “The
good doctor can deliver it himself since he’ll be familiar with the
area!” Everyone roared with laughter.
Humiliation washed over me. I glared at
Jeremy and said, “Happy now?” I raced past Randy and the guys to
grab my coat and purse. Most of the bar had stopped laughing by the
time the back door slammed behind me.
****
I drove around town for a half hour before
turning toward home. I needed
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