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She said nothing.
“What?” he asked.
“Did I not say one hour?”
He winced.
Lauren slid her arm around his. “We were only a few minutes late.”
“Twenty.”
“Oh,” they both said.
“Get on the damn bus.”
West eased Lauren in front of him and they both took the steps double time. The clomp of boots made him turn around. Ryan was running full speed across the parking lot.
Denver had stashed the bus at the very back of the parking lot. However, Ryan wasn’t running from Target. He’d come across the street. West frowned as he tried to figure out where he was coming from.
Denver climbed the steps behind him and shut the door. She got behind the wheel and pulled out.
Ryan was outside waving his arms to flag them down.
“Uh, are you going to stop?” West asked.
“Nope.”
She did a wide turn in the parking lot and finally made a circle around Ryan. He stood in the middle of a parking spot with his hands on his hips, his head back as he gulped in a breath.
He held his arms out in the universal sign of “come on!”
Denver had a maniacal smile on her face. She opened the door. “You gonna be late again, Waters?”
“No.”
“What was that?” She held her hand by her ear.
“No,” he said more forcefully.
“I can’t really hear him over the engine, can you?” Denver looked up at West.
West grinned and plastered himself against the window, his hands spaced out on the glass. “We’ll miss you, Ryan.” Lauren waved, as did Juliet and Michael.
Ryan let out an exasperated laugh. “Can I just get on the goddamn bus?”
She slowed to a stop, shit eating grin on her face. “Last warning, Waters.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Ryan brushed by West and Michael.
Denver’s smile faded. “Ry…”
He just kept moving. Instead of talking to anyone, he rolled into his lower bunk across from Mal’s.
Denver looked up at her little picture of Mother Theresa she had on the visor and kissed it. “Good thing I only like tea with you animals. I’m driving through the night. We’ll get to San Fran by dawn. Sleep if you can. We’re parking near Crissy Field. No amount of soundproofing in your bunks will block out that kind of noise.”
“Thanks, Denver.” West, Michael and
Most of the bus was already dark with Mal had his huge stereo headphones on. He was watching TV in the main living space. He didn’t know how to sleep, which was why he had the other lower bunk. That and Mal was beast-sized. No one wanted him sleeping above them. Tonight’s offering was an old Sam Kinison standup.
