“It’s been almost twenty minutes,” Tish said.“I’m getting back on the bus.”
Ray nodded but didn’t move from his spot.He was in no hurry to leave this place.And neither, apparently, was Amy.
“You like history?”she asked.
“I majored in it.”
“But do you like it?”
He grinned.“Yes.But I wish I’d had the sense to major in something more practical.”He’d considered his college studies irrelevant, since he’d always planned a career in professional football.But he’d blown out his knee in his senior year and hadn’t had a Plan B.
“More practical how?”
“Something to prepare for a career, like journalism or engineering.Or business.”He kicked a pebble under his feet.“What did you major in?”
“Business.”
“So you’re a person who plans ahead.”He should have guessed that already by the intense way she’d been multitasking her phone and tablet on the terrace yesterday.“I bet your closet is organized by season and color-coded.”
A faint blush tinged her already rosy cheeks.“Guilty.”
“We’re missing two passengers.”The bus driver stood in front of the vehicle and glared at them.“I need to keep to the schedule.”
“Sorry.”Ray walked briskly beside Amy back to the bus.
She giggled again, close to his ear.“He looks like the type to make us write ‘I will not be late again’ one hundred times.”
Despite the driver’s reproach, Ray wasn’t sorry they’d lingered.He felt comfortable with Amy.She was easy to be with.Easy to talk to.As if they’d known each other a long time.
But, once on board, Amy scooted into the seat next to her brother, and Ray had no choice but to once again sit next to Tish.He leaned back in his seat and contentedly watched the scenery roll by.Nothing here reminded him of Oklahoma, and he was loving it.
He might have to make a bucket list of his own.Since graduating college, he hadn’t planned much more than one day at a time and had never been particularly interested in travel.But the quiet roar of this peaceful ocean enticed him to visit other places on the planet.Like the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco’s cable cars…
Stop it.You just met the woman.You don’t even know if Amy has a boyfriend back home.
For a brief selfish moment, he wasn’t sure he cared.
