Jeremy by Mary Potter

Author:Mary Potter [Potter, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

MONICA

He’s polite, he’s patient, and Jeremy is calm and relaxed about getting a glimpse of my breasts and hips. I saw him taking in the moment when I took off the watch cap. I feel the labor and coffee grounds clinging to my skin. I’m thankful for the cool ocean breeze that reaches us. I’m enjoying the night walk with my tall, handsome plain-clothed policeman.

“Can I walk you to your car?” Jeremy asks.

I smile and nod. “Where did you park?”

He waves behind us. “I’m back there. It’s no bother. You got that wad of cash to take care of,” he says. Jeremy stops short of ‘I’m here to protect you.’ And I feel that intense exchange between us like its part of the night. I see his forearms because he’s dressed in a gray Henley with the sleeves pushed up. I see his neck and clavicle and hints of chest hair from under the unbuttoned top.

Jeremy left work, got clean, and came to visit. I’m a sticky mess that smells like a roaster’s business and not like a girl. It makes me self-conscious because we’re standing very close to each other.

I start walking again, and I know Jeremy usually walks faster with a longer stride. It’s in the way he pulls back his shoulder and lifts his head. He’s practicing walking slower with shorter steps. I know I’m more succinct, but Jeremy makes me feel like I’m ten feet tall. We close the distance where I parked the clunker Ford Escape. It’s a hand-me-down from my parents. The company doesn’t make that style of the car anymore. I don’t care about the look of the four-door sedan. I take care of the vehicle, preventative maintenance. It’s old with a lot of miles. I’m a little embarrassed because Jeremy sees the real me when he glances at the back seat as I open the door. I have some binders, a business file box, and a few work shirts across the bench.

“We started something today,” I say. I don’t want Jeremy to think about the contents of my messy car. “You made people happy. Tomorrow it’ll be something else. We’ll get back to our everyday lives tomorrow.”

I slip into the familiar driver’s seat with the tear in the fabric. I put down the window when Jeremy gently closes the door. He stands with his hands on the door. I resist touching his fingertips inside my car, inches from me.

“What if…” Jeremy says. He’s leaning down in the dark, watching my eyes. “What if I don’t want to go back before I met you?”

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