As he carefully wove the powerful cycle in and out of the exiting traffic, she sent up a silent prayer of thanks that they hadn’t come in a car, knowing they’d likely still be stuck in the parking lot an hour later. Instead, they were flying through Grand Prairie. When they came upon an IHOP, Chris throttled the bike down and turned in. “Hope you’re hungry,” he said as he parked. Abby didn’t know if the nicotine patch was wearing off or she was just missing having something in her mouth, but suddenly food sounded like the best thing in the world. They ordered a couple of appetizer plates, and Abby felt a flare of jealousy as the waitress delivered them to Chris in such a way that she practically shoved her boobs into his face. As she bit into an onion ring, she tried to imagine what the waitress would think if she leaned over the table and kissed him full on the mouth for the whole place to see. The idea made her smile. It also made her heart flutter.
