Chapter 4

I woke easily and showered, shaved, and dressed. I didn’t wear a tie but did wear a light sports coat. I could always lose it. I also had my Bible in the back seat. I drove to the Cox residence and parked behind Morgan’s spot to be out of her mother’s way if she showed up.

I went to the door and rang the bell. A gorgeous vision opened the door and pulled me inside. Morgan was breath-takingly beautiful this morning. She was wearing a sundress with a halter top that showed tanned arms and shoulders. It was short at the bottom and her legs looked great! She was wearing higher heels than I had seen her wear previously. She pulled me close and we kissed, hard and long.

I said, “Wow! That’s the best welcome I can ever remember receiving. You are spectacular.”

She blushed but she didn’t let go. She pulled me into the kitchen where there was coffee and sausage biscuits waiting. She even had spicy mustard ready! She smiled at me. “I can also offer plain yellow mustard, Dijon mustard, or even mayonnaise.”

“No, this is perfect. So are you. I will be very proud to escort you to Sunday school and church, and anywhere else you might want to go, too.”

She blushed again. Holding my hand, she said, “Let’s pray.” She prayed for our time together and the food. I joined her in the amen.

We ate and then left for the church. We got out of my car and people stared at us as we walked inside holding hands. I don’t think Morgan had ever walked into church holding hands with a guy. I know I was proud to be next to her. She attended a young married and singles class which quietly erupted when we walked in the door. I had to release her hand to shake hands with men and a number of women. The women were all hugging and talking to Morgan. One guy said, “What’s it like to hold lands with our ice queen?”

I noticed he wasn’t married or, at least, had no wedding ring on his finger. I smiled, “It’s quite warm. She is a lovely woman and I am enjoying being with her. I’m new in the city and was looking for a church home. She invited me. We’ve been enjoying our time together.” I continued to smile but gave him “the eye.” He looked down and moved off.

A couple came up and the wife asked, “How did you get to escort our girl this morning?” She asked it warmly with a bit of humor.

I warmed up my look. “She asked me.” I grinned. “We were working together to find me a place to live and were talking. She asked about church and I asked for help. She was kind enough to ask me to be her guest this morning.”

The man I figured was her husband grinned. “That doesn’t explain why you’re holding hands or why she has your arm now.”

“I don’t think she wants me to get lost in a strange place and I’m her ride this morning.” I gave her hand that was holding on under my elbow a slight squeeze.” I grinned at her and the couple.

Morgan grinned back. “Evan has a lovely hand and a good arm when it’s around me.” She leaned into my arm then gave my arm a little hug.

It was time for class to start. We sat together. The teacher noted that the class had a guest and called on Morgan to introduce her guest. Morgan nodded. “I’ll be glad to do that. Everyone, this is Evan Jones, who is moving here. His company transferred him here as part of a promotion. We’re enjoying our time together.”

I said, “It’s good to be here.”

I sat back in the chair and put my arm gently around Morgan’s shoulders giving her a light squeeze. There was a slight intake of breath around the room at that. Morgan smiled at me warmly. I smiled back not being sure what else I might do.

The class leader cleared his voice and started the day’s lesson. I turned to the sixth chapter of Romans and we listened together. Our heads were together reading as we followed the lesson with verses from the Bible. At the end of class and a prayer, we all stood. A few women came to Morgan. I noticed that some, even though they were married, cast looks upon me. The same couple that had kidded me earlier approached me. Cathy, the wife, said, “There seems to be some interest between you two.”

“It early yet, Cathy. We’re just now getting to know each other but everything has gone well thus far. After church, I hope to take Morgan to lunch. I’m proud to be seen with her.”

We went on into the sanctuary and sat down together. During the service, there was an introduction of guests and Morgan introduced me as new in town. She added, “He’s still moving so will probably miss next week. After that, I hope to get him to keep coming with me.” She smiled. I smiled, too. I was agreeable.

The service was good and the sermon energized me to be both better and to want to come back. After the service, people came up to greet Morgan and to meet me. It was fun. I found that two of my co-workers were members here, too.

We did finally get loose. On the way out to the car, I asked, “Would you go with me to lunch?”

“Sure, Evan. What did you have in mind?”

“Anything as long as it’s with you.” I handed her into my car. On the way around, I removed my sports coat and put it in the back seat. “Top down?” She nodded. I cranked and released the latches. I lowered the top and then drove away.

She said, “How about Mexican?” I nodded. “There’s that good one close that I know.” She pointed me in the right direction which was actually to the left.

I drove the short distance appreciating the view of her legs showing under the sundress and the swell of her breasts at the top of it. I pulled into the parking lot and got out. I went around and opened her door to help her out. The view was awesome. I know my eyes widened as I looked. She said, “What?”