Ransom by Rachel Schurig

Author:Rachel Schurig [Schurig, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-04-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Daltrey

We drive into New York City at night. I’m happy for the timing, since Daisy has never been here before. It’s exactly the way I would have chosen for her to see the city for the first time, all lit up before us as we travel across the Queensboro Bridge.

“Wow,” she whispers, her face pressed against the glass. “This is pretty incredible.”

“Right? Just wait until you get outside. It’s unreal, the way it just stretches up and around you, no end in sight.”

“Pretty far cry from Jonesboro, huh?”

I snort. “You could say that.”

Because we’ll be here for such a long stretch and driving and parking in the city is such a hassle, we leave the bus at a lot in Queens, opting to use a few vans for transport around New York. Sitting in the van with Daisy feels a lot like it did back in the old days when we rented a van to get to our gigs. This one, luckily, doesn’t act as though it’s about to break down any minute. And the seats are covered in leather, instead of ripped, stained upholstery.

Our hotel is in the middle of Midtown. Daisy is mostly quiet as we make our way through the city, craning her neck to check out the buildings, but every once in a while, she’ll turn to me, a huge smile on her face, to point out something.

“Karen and Paige are probably going nuts,” she says. “They’re obsessed with Sex and the City.”

“I think there’s a tour they can do if they want. I can have Levi look into it.”

She laughs. “Poor Levi. Ever since we showed up, he’s had to play babysitter to college girls. Probably not his idea of a great time.”

“Yeah, because twenty-year-old guys hate having to hang out with college sophomores.”

“Does he have a girlfriend?” Daisy asks. “I don’t really remember him dating much after he broke up with that girl… what was her name? Kelly? Katie?”

“Kaitlin. The horrible bitch beast broke his heart and ruined him for all women, ever.”

“Poor Levi.” Her eyebrows go down, a sure sign she’s thinking of something. “I wonder if he might like Paige? I could see them together.”

“So maybe it’s a good thing that I keep asking him to keep an eye on you guys.”

She grins mischievously, scrunching up her nose . She looks so cute it takes everything in me to keep from kissing her. Instead, I turn back to the window on my side, watching as the Rockefeller Center goes by.

I can’t stop thinking about kissing her. Ever since our almost-kiss back in Raleigh, it’s been eating me up that I missed my chance. We haven’t had many other moments alone since then, and the longer I wait, the more convinced I am that is needs to be special. But that doesn’t make it any easier to get the idea out of my mind.

I’ve kissed Daisy exactly twice in my life. The first was when we were eight years old. We had

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