Chosen by Desire by Kate Perry

Author:Kate Perry [Perry, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9780446541015
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2009-09-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-seven

When Carrie arrived back in San Francisco, Gabe was waiting for her as she exited airport security. She blinked a couple of times, wondering if she’d willed her friend there.

Gabe beat her to the punch. “I came to pick you up. You sounded so upset when you called, I thought you could use a friend.”

She didn’t know whether to smile or weep, so she settled on a hug. “You shouldn’t have, but I’m glad you did.”

“You would have done the same.” Gabe patted her shoulder and then pushed her forward. “Come on. Your chariot awaits.”

“You don’t have a chariot,” she pointed out as they went downstairs to the parking elevators. “Did you borrow Rhys’s car?”

“No. The wanker bought me wheels. Can you believe it?” Gabe shook her head in disgust, but the look in her eyes was starry infatuation. “And he didn’t just buy me any car, he bought me a Lotus. I keep telling him to take it back. I have a bus pass, what do I need a car for?”

Carrie wasn’t really up on her car models, but she could have guessed which car belonged to Gabe. It was sleek and sexy, black with shining silver trim. “Your man certainly has good taste.”

“That can’t be disputed.” She bleeped the doors open, took Carrie’s bag, and stuck them in the small trunk. “Wait till you see how fast this thing can go.”

“Oh, boy. Can’t wait.”

Gabe flashed her a look as they settled. “I’m going to chalk up the sarcasm to your extremely agitated state and ignore it. Buckle up.”

They zoomed through the parking lot, stopping only to pay, and raced up 101 to the city. Carrie sat back and zoned out, letting the purring vibrations of the car lull her. Thankfully, Gabe let her zone out. She wasn’t sure she was ready to bare her soul—the hurt was too fresh.

She must have dozed off, because the next thing she knew they were pulling into a parking spot. Small wonder—she’d barely had any sleep last night because of all the—

Don’t think about that. She pushed back the memory and focused on the here and now. Which wasn’t where she expected. She blinked her eyes. “This isn’t the Tenderloin.”

“There is a distinct lack of crack whores hanging out on the corner, isn’t there?” Gabe turned off the car and unsnapped her seat belt. “Come on. Time for therapy.”

Therapy? Yawning, she followed Gabe out. They walked for a block before Gabe detoured into a storefront.

Not a storefront, Carrie realized as she obediently trailed in behind her. A restaurant of sorts, but like out of the Victorian era with its high-backed chairs, mismatched china, and doilies. “Where are we?”

“Lovejoy’s.” Gabe smiled at the hostess. “We have a reservation for two under Gabe.”

The grandmotherly lady smiled in welcome and gestured at a table in the window. “Go ahead and take that one. I’ll be right with you.”

Carrie sat down and placed the linen napkin in her lap. “What exactly are we doing here?”

“Tea and sympathy,” Gabe said as she perused the menu.

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