“Parker?” Seth reapproaches the table, his hand outstretched.
And I take it, letting him help me off the stool.
Neither of us lets go this time, not until we’re forced to separate by a kid sprinting away from his mother, who throws a hasty apology over her shoulder as she darts by after him.
Seth gives me a sad sort of smile and we make our way back to the bus in silence.
15
You want your first kiss with a new partner to be electric, but don’t be surprised if it sometimes takes some practice to work out the kinks.
—Lana Parker, “It’s in His Kiss”
Lana:Thanks for hanging out with me yesterday. Never thought I’d say this, but your company actually made being a tourist in LA somewhat close to enjoyable.
Seth:Of course. I had fun
Seth:Kind of felt like old times.
Lana:Yeah, except we didn’t need Lizzie to buy us beer!
Seth:Lol.
Lana:What’s your task for this week so I can figure out my schedule?
Seth:Oh, I have therapy this week so you get a break, I guess.
Lana:Oh. Cool. Well, therapy is great, so have fun?
Lana:Good luck?
Lana:What’s the proper therapy send-off?
Seth:Lol. Not sure there is one, but thanks for the thought.
Seth:What are you planning for next week?
Lana:Sadly, it’s time to kiss a stranger.
Seth:Oh. Not sure I want to be there for that one.
Lana:Yeah, I figured. I’ll take May. She’ll make me follow through.
Seth:Have fun?
Seth:Good luck?
Lana:Ha. Thanks.
Seth:I guess I’ll see you when I see you?
Lana:That is how that works.
Seth:Good night, Parker.
Lana:Good night, Seth.
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