Mirage - Alice Tribue Page 0,38
talk about this anymore?”
“Of course, I didn’t mean to push you.”
“No, it’s okay. I’ve just never really told anybody all this before.”
He picks the tray up and places it on the floor. When he comes back, he pushes me down onto my back and hovers over me. The tenderness in his eyes unnerves me. “I’m honored that you told me.”
“Now what?”
He links his hands through mine on either side of my head and kisses me. “Now, I want to make you forget.”
Everything about that statement leaves me breathless. “How are you going to do that?”
“I’m going to get you the hell out of this apartment.” He pushes up and off the bed, pulling me with him. Getting out of my apartment is definitely not what I was expecting to hear. I’m sure my confusion is evident when I ask him for clarification.
“What?”
“Yeah, it’s a nice day. We can find a street fair or go to a museum. There’s always something to do in this city.”
As much as I was looking forward to more sex, I must admit that spending the day with him roaming the city sounds nice, too. The trip down memory lane didn’t do anything to spark my libido, anyway. I guess he feels the same way.
“I’ll take care of these dishes,” he says, picking up the breakfast tray. “You get ready.” That’s exactly what I do, pulling my hair back into a low ponytail and pairing a lilac chiffon top with jeans and sandals. I apply minimal make-up, and by the time I’m done, Nathan is dressed and ready to go, too. We leave my apartment hand in hand ready to explore the city. Funny… In all the time I’ve lived in New York, I don’t think I’ve ever done that.
“Where are we going?”
We make it to the corner, and he raises his hand to hail a cab.
“I think we need to make some new childhood memories.”
“But we’re not children,” I counter, sliding into the backseat of the cab. He slides in next to me, grabbing my hand in his.
“We can still act like them.”
“Really?” I question when we walk into what can only be described as hell on Earth. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many children running around one space in my life.
“Yup, you’re always so serious. It’s time for you to let loose, lighten up, and have a little fun.”
I consider his words as I take in my surroundings and try not to bolt. I thought maybe we could take a walk through Central Park or check out the new exhibits at the Metropolitan Museum of Art—hell, I would have settled for a movie, but this?
“An indoor amusement park? I’d rather be home doing other things. That would have been fun.”
“You have to at least be open to having fun.” He grins and takes hold of my hand. “Come on, what do you want to do first?”
“Gag a few screaming kids.”
“Laser tag it is, then.” He pulls me along, taking me deeper into the pit of chaos. We’re outfitted with some weird science goggles, given laser guns, and released into a room that reminds me a lot of a maze, only with neon lights everywhere. We separate and I make it my mission to stay hidden for as long as possible. Maybe I could sneak out the back entrance for a while, run down the street, and get a margarita. It’s not a bad plan, I think to myself as I go deeper into the room, avoiding the plethora of children screaming around me.
I see movement out of the corner of my eye, spot Nathan aiming his laser at me, and I scream, taking off as fast as I can and laughing when I make it around a corner and duck. I crawl through the first opening I see and bolt for the other side of the room. What the fuck am I doing? And why the hell am I smiling? Shit, maybe I am too uptight. I decide to go with the flow and embrace the giddy lighthearted feeling that I’m experiencing. There is a group of teenagers positioned around the corner and I blend in with them, trying to hide myself in their group so that I have a better chance of finding Nathan before he finds me. I have to admit, it’s almost exhilarating running around here like an idiot. Then I get my big break. In a moment of dumb luck, I find myself behind Nathan, and he has