Right In Front Of You

Chapter 16 - You'll Never Guess

Later that night;
Heather's POV;

Shannon and I had gone out to eat, taken a drive and had just parked outside of The Core Lounge. It had been a good night thus far, we had talked, which seemed to just come easily between us, we had laughed, sharing the same goofy sense of humour that could keep us both entertained for hours and had done on occasion. I was becoming attached to this man, I loved the fact that he didn't push for more from me, I loved the fact that we could actually talk rather than just fall in to bed.

I kind of hoped that he felt the same way, I hoped that he was as happy with the mental connection that we were building and I hoped that he would be happy enough to continue like this for the time being. I didn't want to ruin this, which meant that I was happy enough to just chill out with him and get to know him completely before allowing anything else to develop.

"I'm having such a blast hanging out with you Heather," He suddenly said as if reading my mind.

"Me too," I smiled.

This kind of moment had happened a few times over the past week, when we would be sitting in that compatible silence that would build between us, and either he would say something that I had been thinking or I would say something that he had been thinking, and I only knew that because he would start humming the tune to the Twilight Zone. I, on the other hand, was much more guarded when he did it.

"You are? You're sure?" He asked gently reaching for my hand, his voice telling the true nature of how insecure he could sometimes be.

Shannon was nothing at all like the man the world got to see, he was almost painfully shy and he was insecure sometimes, which I was kinda finding endearing considering the man he appeared to be when he was on the Hardy Show. We had talked about his insecurities a few times over the past week and he had explained that it was because of his ex wife; Crystal.

From his account of things; his ex wife was a nightmare, continuously putting him down, picking at the way he dressed, picked at the fact he sometimes wore eyeliner, picked at the friends he had and the amount of time that he spent with them and she picked at his career.

"Shan how many times do I have to tell you...? I never say anything that I don't mean and I mean it; hand on my heart! I haven't had this much fun with a man in the longest time,"

"I know I'm sorry I just..."

"And how many times do I have to tell you about saying sorry babe?" I said running my thumb over the back of his hand supportively.

"Sorry I'll stop; shit I did it again...deep breaths Shannon!" He muttered causing me to giggle softly. "You're laughing at me now?" He pouted dramatically.

"No babe, I'm not laughing at you...you just need to calm down and stop feeling like you have to say sorry to me ok?"

"It's just a habit after..." His voice trailed off as I rolled down my window and lit a cigarette.

"Well I want you to get out of that habit with me, 'cos I am not like that ok?" I said turning to look in to those baby blues that were shining in the interior light that he had placed on while we sat here for a few moments, taking comfort before we braved the crowds inside.

Shannon's POV;

Sitting here in my car looking in to those gorgeous emerald eyes on the woman that I was slowly falling for. The more time I spent with her, the more we talked and the more we were together, I was beginning to realize and believe her when she said that she was nothing like Crystal.

My ex wife, had driven me to the very brink of insanity with her incessant complaining of every aspect of my life. I had become a shadow of my former, real self towards the end of our marriage and it was something that I didn't think that I could ever forgive her for. So much for, for better or worse! That was the problem with marriage, they didn't actually tell you about the worse part.