Thank You for Riding by Cara McKenna

Author:Cara McKenna [McKenna, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cara McKenna
Published: 2017-12-14T00:00:00+00:00

5

C aitlin slept in fits and starts, deep enough to invite snatches of near-rest before something roused her—the cold, or Mark shifting behind her back .

She woke from a strange dream, its details gone before she could even recall them. A glance toward the end of the tunnel told her nothing. Even if it was early enough for the trains to start running, dawn light wouldn’t follow for an hour or more. How long since they’d stopped kissing and chatting? Three hours? Ten minutes? She was almost glad his phone was dead. Checking the time and knowing how long they still had to wait could be a curse —

A clank echoed from the direction of the exit, and she tensed, her jolt or the noise waking Mark. Was it the sound of their escape being granted ?

They shared a look, and Mark’s wide eyes said he was wondering the same thing .

“Do you think …?”

He nodded. “I do .”

She got to her knees, unsteady from the cold, or maybe the champagne. Mark looked away politely as she tugged her dress down to a more modest arrangement. She offered her hand, and he made it to standing on legs surely as rickety as her own. Her shoes were stiff as she fumbled to get them on .

She gathered the shaker and stuffed its wrapping paper and gift box in her coat pocket. Mark reached for the empty champagne bottle .

“Don’t,” she said .

“Don’t?”

“No. You know what? Let’s just leave it. I can’t believe somebody wasn’t lying down on the job for us to have wound up locked in a freezing cold tunnel all night. The least they can do is recycle a mysterious champagne bottle they find down here .”

He grinned but picked it up. “I’m taking it. Better drop some hints about your favorite kind of flowers so I can buy the right ones to fill this thing with when I turn up for our first date .”

She blushed, the warmth welcome and humbling. “I like tulips. And gerbera daisies .”

“Color?” he asked, picking up the cork .

“Surprise me .”

He handed her the cork. “Here. You should have a souvenir, too .”

She accepted it with another blush, and they headed for the exit .

Please let it really be unlocked, maybe on a timer . She prayed they might escape before any bewildered T employees found them. She was dead tired and didn’t relish filling out whatever heap of forms might be required of them after such an ordeal .

The sky beyond the iron gate was still dark. She held her breath as they reached the bars, afraid to hope, but the gate swung out with an angry squeak when Mark pushed. They stepped into the brisk winter wind, the streetlamps and Christmas lights seeming exotic. Magic .

“Cheers to that.” Caitlin tapped the bottle with the martini shaker .

She stared up at him in the streetlight, his blue eyes tinted greenish by the yellow glow .

“Do you still remember my number?” she asked .

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