Mick and Shelly Part 2
Mick and Shelly Part 2
Mick stood up from his desk. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and walked toward the thermostat on the wall. His fingers traced the dial. Shaking his head and grunting at the thought of noise, he changed his mind and headed for the refrigerator. “God damn it!” He swore out loud when he realized there were no beers left.
The light from the open door made the clock on the wall visible. He stared at it watching the second hand jerk as he leaned on the cold refrigerator door. Two minutes after nine, and she had left him around 7:00. She promised she would be home by 11:00 and for him to be ready. He knew what ready meant and he knew she would have something fantastic to tell. It was all orchestrated and planned and he was anxious for her to return.
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