Hotbox by Delia Delaney

Author:Delia Delaney [Delaney, Delia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-09-01T05:00:00+00:00

I still had no clue where we were going. Even with all the prodding and prying I’d done, she still wouldn’t divulge anything. We had breakfast at her favorite diner, and then we ended up somewhere I was least expecting.

“The train station?” I glanced around while she continued to smile. “So we really are going out of town, huh?”

“Yep. But not too far,” she shrugged.

We left her car in the parking lot and boarded the Amtrak. She was always holding my hand, no matter where we were. I absolutely loved it. As we were waiting in the aisle to find our seats, she stood very closely in front of me while she held both of my hands. The back of her head was at my chin, but I couldn’t resist finding the side of her face to kiss her cheek. It made her smile and she squeezed my hands tightly.

It didn’t take long to find out we were heading to Seattle. I read it on the board outside, but I wasn’t really sure until the destination and duration of the trip were announced soon after we sat down.

“We’re going to Seattle for the day?”

“Yes,” she smiled.

“Cool. That sounds fun. I like it.”

“Good.”

The ride was new to me. I admitted that I’d never been on a train before and she was shocked. She said that she and Cali do this at least once a year, usually to go shopping. But she assured me she wasn’t going to drag me around town on a shopping trip.

“I’d let you drag me anywhere,” I told her. “If you want to shop, shop away.”

“Nah, not this time. But I might take you up on that some other time.”

The time easily passed, and before I knew it, the train came to a stop for us to unload. I looked at my watch and it was almost eleven. When I glanced out the window I realized where we actually were. Jayden was watching me as we stepped off the train and I couldn’t help but smile.

“You’re taking me to a Mariners game, aren’t you,” I stated, nodding my head. “Very cool.”

“Please tell me you’ve been to a Mariners game before,” she smiled. “I don’t want to have to explain it to you.”

With a laugh I said, “Yes, I’ve been here a few times.”

“With your dad?” she tried as we were walking toward Safeco Field.

“Oh, hell no. My dad never took me anywhere. I came with baseball teams a few different times, and with a few buddies here and there.”

She nodded as we walked the distance from the train station to the ballpark. She informed me that we were an hour early so we could take our time and walk around for a little bit. Thirty minutes before the game, we sat down. Our seats were above first base, three rows up.

“Okay, I’ve never been this close to the field,” I had to admit.

“Oh? I’ve never even been here, so I just got the best tickets I could find.

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