Okay ladies, heres a quicky…tomorrow will be worth the wait.

Chapter 32

James stood pacing in the floral shop checking his watch. Tristan stood watching James walk back and forth with his eyes roaming like a Felix the Cat clock.

Tristan: Okay dear, Im gonna need for you to calm down.

James: Calm down? How many times do I have to tell you that….

Shane walked in the door with her hands sunk deep into her pockets before James could finish his statement.

James: Where the ***** have you been? Didnt you see on the itinerary that…

Shane looked at him with disdain and he backed off.

Shane: Im not having the best of days….How about we hurry the ***** up so you can drop me off.

Shane, Tristan and James loaded the flatbed of the truck with their supplies. Shane did most of the work tossing things in quickly ignoring the many objections from Tristan.

Tristan: Okay James, here is my business card…if anything goes wrong or you find you need ANYTHING else, please let me know…

James took the card and put it in his pink folder.

James: Thank you, but we should be good. Bette and I have made several precautionary measures to ensure this goes off without a hitch..

Tristan: Oh…Uhm…okay, well then…it was nice meeting you…do come again some time….Shane dear, come with me, I have a beautiful Snapdragon that new girl of yours is gonna love.

Tristan walked to the cooler and pulled out a fushia flower with a yellow core. Shane just stood festering with her hands in her pockets. Tristan walked back over and looked at James who just shrugged as he signed the credit receipt.

Tristan: Tell mama your problems so she can make it better.

Shane: I wont be needing the flowers anymore…she called it quits…

Tristan: No!…when?

Shane: On my way over.

Tristan: Well here…you take this…its on the house, maybe it will brighten your day.

Tristan took the flower and stuck it in a button hole on Shanes lapel.

Tristan: Now, you just turn that smile upside down…or just find yourself a sideways smile to take your mind off her.

Tristan wiggled his eyebrows and gave Shane a quick hug before walking her to the truck with his arm linked in hers.

Shane and James climbed into the truck and Shane watched as Tristan walked off sulking, in the rearview mirror.

Shane: James…youre an idiot man…

James: What? Why?

Shane: He wants you so bad!

James: What?!?! Lets go back in so I can…

Shane: NO!…remember..we have to stick to the schedule.

Shane and James drove off with the flatbed of the truck covered with a tarp. James sunk down in his seat and whimpered as he thought of his defunct Gaydar that cost him another guy.

They pulled up to the church steps and Shane hopped out. James slid over and sat behind the steering wheel, staring at the dashboard.

Shane: Its not that hard to drive…just take it slow so the tarp doesnt fly up.

James nodded passively, and took a deep breath.

Shane: Come on…be a man! Trucks are in your blood.

Shane turned and walked up the steps to the cathedral. Before she entered, Shane turned back to him and watched as he pulled out with the hazard lights on doing fifteen miles an hour.

Shane: Itll be Sunday by the time he gets to the Planet.