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tasted,” She asked, with pleading eyes.
“You’re in luck. It’s still there. And it sounds like you and I are of the same mind regarding Mexican tonight.”
An hour later, they sat in a booth in the restaurant, Sher ordered the enchilada supreme. This consisted of three enchiladas; one beef, one chicken, and one cheese, along with refried beans and Spanish rice. A lot of food, but they had no doubt it would all be eaten, they were both famished.
“We’ll both have your margarita special,” Glen told the waitress, “I think after the last few days, we can use a drink. I hope margaritas are still your favorite.”
“Yes, and I am so amazed that you remembered. Remember the time we went out with Lynn and her friend, and I drank too many margaritas? And we all took turns singing. But I sang way too loud, and you laughed and laughed. I told myself then, no more margaritas for me. But it was such a fun night. We always have a good time together. I’m sorry for leaving you. And I’m sorry for the way I did it,” Sher said sadly.
“That’s all in the past. Let’s not think of that, or anything else but the good times now. Let’s enjoy this evening, and try to relax and have some laughs, ok?” Glen still had a bad feeling. He trusted his instinct, and right now they told him to be on guard.
“I agree,” Sher said, while she raised her glass to her lips, “They make the best margaritas in Colorado.”
They finished their dinner. And to neither one’s surprise, their plates were cleaned. Glen paid the bill, leaving a generous tip for the waitress, who took such good care of them.
“I’d love to come here at least once a month. Is that possible?”
Was this her way of finding out if they would be together in the near future, he asked himself? “We can do anything you want. I’m all for coming back every month.”
On the drive back to her house, Sher found herself having a very hard time keeping her eyes opened. By the time Glen pulled into her driveway, she was asleep.
He wished he didn’t have to wake her up, but if he carried her, he couldn’t check out the house at the same time. And he wasn’t about to leave her asleep in the jeep. Although he didn’t see anything suspicious outside, he wasn’t taking a chance that someone lurked around.
“Sweetheart, you have to wake up. We’re home,” He said, shaking her gently.
Stretching her arms out, she opened her eyes and said, “I’m sorry. Guess I’m more tired than I realized.”
“No problem, but we need to get inside. I’ll help you out, and then unlock the front door. Can I have your keys?”
She dug in her purse, and produced the keys. As she got out of the jeep, she suddenly remembered the picture the officer let her take from Brad’s home. She wasn’t about to leave it behind. Grabbing the picture, she met Glen at the front door.
They entered her home, shut the door behind them and locked them.
“Stay here, while I check all the rooms,” Gun in hand, he moved from room to room.
He returned in a few seconds, “All is clear, no one hiding under the beds, or in the closets.”
Sher sat the picture down in the kitchen, and prepared the coffee maker for in the morning. She was so exhausted and wanted a quick shower, then sleep.
“I’m going to take a very quick shower, care to join me?” She sleepily asked.
“It might not be quick, if I join you, “he laughed.
She barely heard his answer, as she walked to her bedroom. Opening a drawer, she took out the nightgown she bought in Denver, but didn’t get the chance to wear, and entered the bathroom. Turning on the shower, she smiled to herself. He’s right; it wouldn’t be a quick shower, if they showered together. But it would have been fabulous.
She stripped down, pulled the shower curtain away and stepped in the tub. She finished washing her hair when she felt a draft, and saw the
“You’re in luck. It’s still there. And it sounds like you and I are of the same mind regarding Mexican tonight.”
An hour later, they sat in a booth in the restaurant, Sher ordered the enchilada supreme. This consisted of three enchiladas; one beef, one chicken, and one cheese, along with refried beans and Spanish rice. A lot of food, but they had no doubt it would all be eaten, they were both famished.
“We’ll both have your margarita special,” Glen told the waitress, “I think after the last few days, we can use a drink. I hope margaritas are still your favorite.”
“Yes, and I am so amazed that you remembered. Remember the time we went out with Lynn and her friend, and I drank too many margaritas? And we all took turns singing. But I sang way too loud, and you laughed and laughed. I told myself then, no more margaritas for me. But it was such a fun night. We always have a good time together. I’m sorry for leaving you. And I’m sorry for the way I did it,” Sher said sadly.
“That’s all in the past. Let’s not think of that, or anything else but the good times now. Let’s enjoy this evening, and try to relax and have some laughs, ok?” Glen still had a bad feeling. He trusted his instinct, and right now they told him to be on guard.
“I agree,” Sher said, while she raised her glass to her lips, “They make the best margaritas in Colorado.”
They finished their dinner. And to neither one’s surprise, their plates were cleaned. Glen paid the bill, leaving a generous tip for the waitress, who took such good care of them.
“I’d love to come here at least once a month. Is that possible?”
Was this her way of finding out if they would be together in the near future, he asked himself? “We can do anything you want. I’m all for coming back every month.”
On the drive back to her house, Sher found herself having a very hard time keeping her eyes opened. By the time Glen pulled into her driveway, she was asleep.
He wished he didn’t have to wake her up, but if he carried her, he couldn’t check out the house at the same time. And he wasn’t about to leave her asleep in the jeep. Although he didn’t see anything suspicious outside, he wasn’t taking a chance that someone lurked around.
“Sweetheart, you have to wake up. We’re home,” He said, shaking her gently.
Stretching her arms out, she opened her eyes and said, “I’m sorry. Guess I’m more tired than I realized.”
“No problem, but we need to get inside. I’ll help you out, and then unlock the front door. Can I have your keys?”
She dug in her purse, and produced the keys. As she got out of the jeep, she suddenly remembered the picture the officer let her take from Brad’s home. She wasn’t about to leave it behind. Grabbing the picture, she met Glen at the front door.
They entered her home, shut the door behind them and locked them.
“Stay here, while I check all the rooms,” Gun in hand, he moved from room to room.
He returned in a few seconds, “All is clear, no one hiding under the beds, or in the closets.”
Sher sat the picture down in the kitchen, and prepared the coffee maker for in the morning. She was so exhausted and wanted a quick shower, then sleep.
“I’m going to take a very quick shower, care to join me?” She sleepily asked.
“It might not be quick, if I join you, “he laughed.
She barely heard his answer, as she walked to her bedroom. Opening a drawer, she took out the nightgown she bought in Denver, but didn’t get the chance to wear, and entered the bathroom. Turning on the shower, she smiled to herself. He’s right; it wouldn’t be a quick shower, if they showered together. But it would have been fabulous.
She stripped down, pulled the shower curtain away and stepped in the tub. She finished washing her hair when she felt a draft, and saw the
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