San Francisco Lost by Lila Dubois

Author:Lila Dubois [Dubois, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781941641354
Goodreads: 44079056
Publisher: Farm Boy Press
Published: 2019-01-22T00:00:00+00:00

After the rollercoaster of emotions of the past month and, in particular, the last twenty-four hours, Christiana had expected to feel conflicted about leaving with James, but she didn’t. She was calm, almost content. He held the gym bag she’d packed as she locked her apartment door. He offered her his arm, and she took it. They didn’t talk, but that didn’t feel strange or uncomfortable. It was an easy silence.

There was a black town car waiting at the curb. The driver took her bag and put it in the trunk while James opened the door for her. She slid in, not bothering to hide her wince. She’d changed into a long maxi dress that was her go-to summer outfit for those times she needed to look cute, but given the cool Bay Area temperatures, she’d layered a long black cardigan on top of the red-and-white floral-print dress. She was well aware that her outfit looked cheap in comparison to James’s shirt and slacks, but strangely, she didn’t care. Now that James knew the truth about her, she didn’t have to worry about looking like something she wasn’t.

James climbed in the driver’s side rear door, his attention on her. “Sitting like that must be painful.”

“It’s not too bad.”

“I’m sorry they didn’t have a limo on short notice.”

“I’m sure they are, too—I heard how much you offered them over the phone.”

One brow went up. “Does that bother you?”

“No.”

“Honesty, please, Christiana.”

“It doesn’t bother me. More like it… puzzles me.”

“What part of it puzzles you?”

“It’s such a waste of money.”

“Isn’t the purpose of money to buy what you want?”

She stared at him, working the inside of her cheek with her teeth for a moment. “We are very different people.”

He stiffened. “You’re making an assumption.”

“No, I formed a working theory based on the evidence at hand.”

He blinked in surprise.

“Don’t argue with a scientist,” she advised.

“I thought you were an engineer?”

“Engineering is a science. The most practical science. Well, maybe medicine is more practical.”

He relaxed. “Do you enjoy it? Being an engineer?”

“Sometimes. It’s hard.”

“The work is difficult?”

“The work is great. It’s the other stuff that can be hard.”

“Other stuff?”

“I’m the only woman in my department. Engineering is sort of a boys’ club. That can be difficult. It’s not so bad now, but at the beginning, the first couple of years, it was like every day I had to prove myself.”

“Exhausting.”

She nodded, glad he understood. She wasn’t sure he would. She doubted anyone had ever made him prove himself.

“What about you?” she asked. “You know everything about me.”

“I thought you knew everything about me. You did say you Googled me.”

“Tell me something I didn’t find on Google.”

He hummed, then said, “If you know about my mother, then you know my father died when I was young.”

“Yes. I’m sorry—that must have been hard.”

“It might have been, but I was raised by my au pair, not my parents.”

“Not even your mom?”

“No. Sorena, my au pair, was my parent, in every meaningful sense of the word. That’s something you couldn’t find on Google.

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