First Class Menu by Aj Harmon, Christopher Harmon

chest and neck. As he bent over to replace
the glass Calvin Klein bottle, a quick rap on the door came and then it opened.
Still bent over, David glanced back to see blue sparkly clogs all but hidden
under denim jeans.
    “Oh! Sorry!”
    David stood and twisted his head to see Lindsey in a state
of shock. David turned to face her, barefooted and bare chested, the top button
of his jeans undone and hanging low on his hips.
    “This is a surprise,” he smiled. “Come on in.”
    *****
    Lindsey froze! Her eyes were focused on the smooth rigid
chest in front of her. David’s muscles were chiseled and on display and she
found it difficult to tear her eyes away.
    Finally she managed to look up. He had that crooked grin on
his face and was enjoying her ogling. David took a step towards her and once
again her eyes dropped, this time to the open button at the top of his jeans.
There was a trail of hair that began just below his belly button and
disappeared underneath the denim. David stopped next to her and pushed the door
shut behind her.
    “I was just getting changed,” he informed her.
    “Oh,” she managed to spit out. Shit! I’m an idiot! Speak,
dammit! “I came to talk to you about the set up for the food…for
tonight…the gallery opening.”
    Chuckling, David walked back to his desk, the garment bag in
his hand. “Yes, I know tonight is the gallery opening. I’ve been working on it
for months now.
    Shit! Say something intelligent would you? “There was
a young woman at the front who told me I should talk to you about setting up.”
    David unzipped the bag that held his suit and pulled out his
black dress shoes from the bottom and put them on the floor next to his chair.
Lindsey watched his every move, mouth slightly open, eyes wide open.
    “There are tables already set up for you and the bar should
be up by now too. If you want to hang on a minute I can show you.” David pulled
out a crisp white dress shirt and flung it over his shoulders, pushing his arms
through each sleeve.
    “I’ll let you get dressed and I’ll meet you out there,”
Lindsey pointed through the door. And then she disappeared, closing the door
quickly behind her.
    Once on the other side, she closed her eyes and leaned back
on the door, exhaling the breath that had caught in her throat the minute she
had walked into David’s office. She had not been prepared for that. She covered
her mouth with her hand as his half naked image burned itself into her brain.
Lindsey had thought he looked very nice dressed, but undressed? Wow! She
could only imagine what the rest of him looked like and her brain was working
overtime to finish the picture in her head. 
    “Everything alright?”
    Lindsey’s eyes flew open and her cheeks blushed bright red.
“Umm, yes, fine thank you.” And she all but ran right past Audrey down the hall
and into the gallery.
    *****
    After babysitting the critics from the newspapers for over
an hour, David needed a drink. He hoped the bar was already stocked. As he
popped the top off a bottle of beer, he watched the staff Aaron had sent over
placing tablecloths and serving utensils on the tables. He looked around for
Lindsey but didn’t see her. He smiled at the memory of her in his office, obviously
pleased with what she saw. David didn’t work out for others to enjoy. He spent
hours at the gym each week because it made him feel better. He hadn’t played
sports in high school but a good run on the treadmill and thirty minutes on the
bowflex and his body felt healthier and his brain worked faster. And filling
out a shirt nicely was just an added bonus, one he was glad of today.
    Audrey plodded up next to him. “Any more of those?” she
asked.
    David grabbed another bottle and removed the top and handed
it over. “I thought you thrived on that,” David nodded over to the last of the
reporters scribbling in a notebook.
    Audrey sighed. “I’m happy to schmooze a reporter from
anywhere, but that one? He doesn’t know a