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“
Yes
,
it
’
s
been
a
long
day
for
me
,
too
.
”
“
What
did
you
do
?
”
I
manage
.
“
I
went
hiking
with
Elliot
.
”
His
thumb
strokes
my
knuckles
,
back
and
forth
,
and
my
heart
skips
a
beat
as
my
breathing
accelerates
.
How
does
he
do
this
to
me
?
He
’
s
only
touching
a
very
small
area
of
my
body
,
and
the
hormones
are
flying
.
The
drive
to
the
heliport
is
short
and
,
before
I
know
it
,
we
arrive
.
I
wonder
where
the
fabled
helicopter
might
be
.
We
’
re
in
a
built
-
up
area
of
the
city
,
and
even
I
know
helicopters
need
space
to
take
off
and
land
.
Taylor
parks
,
climbs
out
,
and
opens
the
door
for
me
.
Christian
is
beside
me
in
an
instant
and
takes
my
hand
again
.
“
Ready
?
”
he
asks
.
I
nod
and
want
to
say
,
For
anything
,
but
I
can
’
t
articulate
the
words
as
I
’
m
too
nervous
,
too
excited
.
“
Taylor
.
”
He
nods
curtly
at
his
driver
,
and
we
head
into
the
building
,
straight
to
a
set
of
elevators
.
Elevator
!
The
memory
of
our
kiss
this
morning
comes
back
to
haunt
me
.
I
have
thought
of
nothing
else
all
day
,
daydreaming
at
the
register
at
Clayton
’
s
.
Twice
Mr
.
Clayton
had
to
shout
my
name
to
bring
me
back
to
Earth
.
To
say
I
’
ve
been
distracted
would
be
the
understatement
of
the
year
.
Christian
glances
down
at
me
,
a
slight
smile
on
his
lips
.
Ha
!
He
’
s
thinking
about
it
,
too
.
“
It
’
s
only
three
floors
,
”
he
says
dryly
,
his
eyes
dancing
with
amusement
.
He
’
s
telepathic
,
surely
.
It
’
s
spooky
.
I
try
to
keep
my
face
impassive
as
we
enter
the
elevator
.
The
doors
close
,
and
it
’
s
there
,
the
weird
electrical
attraction
crackling
between
us
,
enslaving
me
.
I
close
my
eyes
in
a
vain
attempt
to
ignore
it
.
He
tightens
his
grip
on
my
hand
,
and
five
seconds
later
the
doors
open
onto
the
roof
of
the
building
.
And
there
it
is
,
a
white
helicopter
with
the
name
GREY
ENTERPRISES
HOLDINGS
,
INC
.
written
in
blue
with
the
company
logo
on
the
side
.
Surely
this
is
misuse
of
company
property
.
He
leads
me
to
a
small
office
where
an
old
-
timer
sits
behind
the
desk
.
