Finding Mr. Write (Business of Love Book 5) by Ali Parker

Author:Ali Parker [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2020-10-13T18:00:00+00:00

Briar stood with her face practically crushed up against the glass wall caging us in on the observation deck on the top of Rockefeller Center. Tourists mingled around her, snapping pictures of themselves and the view, but she hardly seemed to notice them. All of her attention was fixed on the city below and all around.

My city.

I wondered how long before it would start to feel like her city, too.

I stepped up beside her but didn’t say a word. I recalled the first time I’d set foot up here. I’d been a young boy, maybe nine or so years old, and I’d come with my father, who brought me right up to the edge and proceeded to point out all the buildings he knew by name. He’d been obsessed with architecture and he always pointed out what made a building unique compared to all the ones around it.

I still saw New York City through his eyes, especially from way up here.

I slid my hands into my pockets and watched Briar out of the corner of my eye. “What do you think?”

She never tore her gaze from the view. “I think this is the most beautiful and frightening thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Frightening?”

I’d heard a lot of different adjectives used to describe the feeling and the view from up here, but frightening had never been one of them.

Briar nodded slowly. “There’s just so much.”

“So much what?”

“So much everything. Buildings, people, cars, things to buy, places to go, things to see. It’s… it’s a little overwhelming.”

I tried to see it how she was seeing it. To me, New York had only ever felt like home and possibilities. Sure, it was excessive. Hell, one would argue it was the capital city of excessive and unnecessary, but it was so much more than that. It was vibrant, strong. It was a survivor.

Just like so many of its people were.

Heavier rain drops began to fall, and dozens of people cleared off the observatory deck to retreat inside where it was warm and dry. Briar remained by the edge, staring out, her eyes reflecting the lights of the city as the sky darkened overhead.

“Do you ever wonder what everyone else is doing?” Briar asked. “Hundreds of thousands of lives are going on down there that we have no part of. What’s it like to be someone else? Who do they go home to? Who do they want to be? Who are they grieving for?”

I studied her like it was the first time I’d ever seen her. There was so much more to Briar than met the eye and what she’d shown me so far.

She turned slowly to look at me. “I’ve never felt so small before.”

I reached out and caressed her cheek. She leaned into the touch and closed her eyes. Her cheek was warm and soft, and I ached to let my thumb wander to her lips so I could trace her cupid’s bow.

“I don’t think you’re small,” I breathed.

I meant it. To me, Briar felt too expansive for words to define.

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