Feel I probably rushed this chapter, and its not up to par with my other chapters. Any suggestions for storylines are welcome as well cause i'm not entirely sure what all I want to do with the story.
2 weeks later, Sharon and Andy decided to meet up at their usual time this time at a restaurant he had picked. Louie had to pick up his shift for the night which had left him grumbling about how much of a fool Andy was over a piece of tail in a short skirt. Andy had chosen Giuseppe's small little hole in the wall well known for its Italian food. After being seated, she looked up at Andy with a smile inquiring about his shoulder as they waited for drinks and an appetizer.
"It's better, I'll be on desk duty for a few months but with therapy the mobility will get better".
Reaching across the table she took his hand eyeing the shoulder that they had just been talking about.
"I was so mad at you, you know how much punctuality means to me and my first thought was that you had stood me up. You are the first guy I've felt anything for in a really long time"
"Sharon…I…." his admission was interrupted by their waiter.
Patting his hand, she pulls away with a smile as the plates and cups are placed in front of them. With a smile and tilt of her head she speaks.
"We'll talk more lately, after dinner".
Almost 2 hours later, after a dinner filled with laughter and a bottle of wine Andy holds up his hand as Sharon reaches for her purse. They walk out of the restaurant arm and arm walking towards their usual spot in the park as a cool breeze rustles through the trees. Sharon shivers trying to close her coat with her free hand. Wrapping his arm around her lower Andy brings her close to him to warm her up, gazing into her eyes in the full moon light above. Stroking his cheek with a hum she brings her lips to his, his fingers immediately tangling up in her hair.
"My apartment isn't too far" Sharon says pulling away.
They barely make it in the door before making quick work of their clothing not even making it to the bedroom. The lights in the living room are still dimmed as she straddles him on her couch her tongue dancing with his as he reaches around unclipping her bra.
Later she collapses against him breathlessly as he kisses her neck, brushes the sweaty veil of hair away from her shoulder.
"We have time before Brenda comes home" she says catching her breath before kissing him again.
I didn't want to change the rating of the story so I didn't write as graphically as I wanted. I may write a more graphic one shot. Again any storyline suggestions and reviews are welcome. Again this is just for fun :)