She rubs the driver’s arm, “Is it that cold in here, Mandy?”
Mandy scoffs lovingly, “No. It’s the first time you’ve ever sat down beside me. I wasn’t expecting it. It’s nice and I want more.”
“You’re about to get a lot more of me beside you. Now we just have to decide when to leave for California. Your thoughts?”
“Pack up our clothes and leave out fresh in the morning.” Mandy says without having to think about it.
“Let’s head toward your apartment. Later, when we’re at mine, we’ll order some comfort food, like a big, fat pizza, with everything on it,” Kaitlyn suggests.
“Already on it.”
One forty-one and three fourths Harrington Place is a tiny studio apartment in the South Lakes area of Reston, Virginia. Fortunately, they will not be there after dark. All windows and doors have bars
