Page 64 of David's Chase

“Where are we going?” I ask, slumping back in my seat, my cheeks burning from the wind and afternoon sun.

“What about The Metropolitan Opera House?” he says, smiling and looking down at his phone.

“Uh… We can do that?”

“Of course,” he says, sliding his phone into his pocket.

Damn, he looks like a sexy cowboy. All he needs is a fancy hat. The sun has colored his cheeks, his eyes looking even brighter against his tan.

I want to kiss him so badly, and it takes such an effort not to do it.

It’s not like we don’t have privacy.

We do.

The partition wall is up.

It’s just that I don’t want to ruin these wonderful moments that seem right out of a book.

“What about some clothes? I have nothing fancy to wear.”

I packed light.

Honestly, I had no idea what my weekend away from home would look like. I expected sex and more sex.

He didn’t say there would be a fancy house, dinners, or a show.

And I didn’t want to drag a suitcase behind me.

I’d already told everybody––mainly my mother––that I’d spend some time with Sandy, helping her out.

My mother was so happy to see me out of the funk, no longer stranded or sailing uncertain waters, that she had forgotten to ask me where that place was and why Sandy needed my help the entire weekend.

Kudos to her for doing that.

But if she had seen me coming home wheeling in a big suitcase, she surely would have had some questions for me.

So, I thought it was the right thing to do, considering we’re still very much secret… um… lovers?

I love it.

The voice inside my head, not so much, though.

She’s still skeptical about this whole ordeal, and I can’t blame her. That’s her job––to question everything and keep me humble––right?

But right now, I don’t need to hear from her.

“I could wear the same dress,” I say and catch him sunk in thought, perhaps distracted.

He shifts his eyes to me, his focus sharpening.

“There’s no need to do that. I might have something for you back home.”

My eyebrows wiggle up.

“Like a gift or something? An old girlfriend’s outfit?”

He cracks a smile before laughing quietly.

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