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“Right.”
“Then why did you—”
“—Because I’m an impulsive ass who doesn’t think things through. If I want to get anywhere in this company, I’ve got to pull my head out of my dick.”
“Thanks. It’s nice to know that your dick was basically the only reason I was hired.”
“Can we please stop talking about my private parts? It’s making me uncomfortable.”
God, I’m so close to telling him to shut up.
He grinned at the outrage on my face.
5
Will kept a civil attitude the entire flight without a single sarcastic comment. I suspected that guilt was eating through his insides, but if this was how the rest of our trip would be; I was in for a lot of boredom.
Ironic, really.
I was determined to get along with Will. This would not ruin the trip. I would have a fantastic time.
I followed Will through the confusing maze that was Heathrow International, Tom the cat occasionally let out the smallest of meows in his cage propped on our luggage. We were getting a lot of weird looks.
“Where are we going first?”
He glanced back at me. “We need to get to Paddington station.”
The train in Paddington would take us to Cheltenham, and afterwards we needed to rent a car forthe first location of our British tour: the Cotswolds.
I was sad to leave London. After months of listening to Jessica rave about the city, it was hard leaving it behind.
William had been here before. Within minutes, we were speeding away on the Heathrow Express and arrived at Paddington station. We disembarkedto find ourselves under a massive dome. I caught my first glimpse of the London Underground. Hundreds of people milled around the ground floor, buying coffee and pastries from the stalls and relaxing in chairs. On a glass table, a flock of pigeons attacked an abandoned muffin. I was surprised to see a shopping mall within thestation, but I followed Will across the platform to the train that would take us to Cheltenham.
My energy should have been shot, but I was excited to be traveling to the first location where I would think of a concept for my first design. It would be really labor intensive. Will wanted the websites to be redesigned, so I would create banners, avatars, and logos. I also would design the newsletters and draft write-ups for each place. It was exciting. I’d never had such a huge project before.
As we approached the train, Will handed me my ticket. As promised, I would be riding coach.
“Well, see you when we get there.”
Will rolled his eyes at me as if he could hardly believe that someone could be so slow.
“I’m riding in the same car, Natalie. I didn’t buy first-class tickets for myself and not you.”
He chuckled to himself and walked down the length of the train. I sighed and followed him.
Well, at least he hasn’t lost his sense of humor.
Inside, we took seats that had a table so that Tom could sit on top. His yellow eyes glowed through the slits of the cage. A plaintive, low meow warbled through the recycled air.
“Quiet, Tom.”
Desperate for a long nap, Will suddenly sank in his seat and used his arms over the table as a pillow. I leaned against the window and watched the English countryside roll beside me. There were patches of yellow fields everywhere, and small, idyllic hamlets that didn’t exist in California. I marveled at all the open space. Living in California, I was accustomed to seeing every available patch of land crammed with as many homes as possible.
I couldn't believe that I was really here. I blinked and felt my eyelids scrape over my eyes.
“Anything from the trolley?”
I shook my head and the coffee cart moved past me. The lull of sleep was too strong with the gentle rocking motion of the train.
