Page 77 of Captivated


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“Word got out I was here,” she says to me, shrugging innocently. “They came to say hello.”

“Murphy, you lucky dog,” Herbert McManus says, as he playfully punches my arm. He was Kennedy’s supervisor when she did her internship here. “I understand congratulations are in order.”

I nod. “Yes, Kennedy and I are getting married.”

A few more people stream in and out of the office, all wanting to come say hello to Kennedy and welcome her back.

Before long, it’s lunch time, and I attempt to steal Kennedy away so I can have her to myself for a few minutes. It’s not easy, though, because there’s a small crowd here wanting to catch up with her.

“We’ll be around for at least a week,” I tell them. “You’ll all have more chances to visit with her later.”

We finally make our escape and head for the lift. “How about we visit our favorite fish and chips shop, for old time’s sake?”

“That sounds perfect,” she says.

We walk a short distance to one of our past favorite restaurants. The place is packed with the lunch crowd, but we manage to find a small table for two in the front corner, near a window. Kennedy waits at our table while I go up to the counter to place our orders.

When I return to our table with our lunches and two beers, Kennedy is staring out the window at the traffic and pedestrians.

“Two battered cod, chips, a pot of curry sauce, and mushy peas,” I say as I set our tray on the table. “Can’t get more British than this.” As I’m taking my seat, I slide a chip into my mouth.

Kennedy watches out the window as a London tour bus passes by.

“Do you fancy a bus tour while we’re here?” I ask. “We can do the whole tourist thing. You know, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, The London Eye, Notting Hill. Would you like that?”

Kennedy turns to me with a smile. “I’d love it. It feels so good to be back.” She reaches out and squeezes my hand. “Just think, we can spend half the year here in London. Pinch me, because I feel like I’m dreaming.”

When I reach out to do just that, she laughingly swats my hand away. “I didn’t mean that literally.”

I steal a chip off her and take a bite. “We’ll need to coordinate our schedules with Will and Skye so that we’re on the same continent at the same time.”

Kennedy dips a chip into a pot of curry sauce. When she takes a bite, she closes her eyes and smiles. “God, I’ve missed this,” she says with a moan. Then she takes a bite of her fish.

My phone chimes with an incoming text. I glance at the screen. “Sarah wants to know what you’d like for dinner tonight.”

“WhatI’dlike? Really?”

“Of course. You’re the future lady of the house, aren’t you? So, what would you like? Just say the word.”

Kennedy dabs her mouth with a serviette. “I can ask for anything?”

“Absolutely.”

She grins. “Don’t laugh, but how about a Full English breakfast?”

“You want breakfast for dinner?” I ask, needing confirmation.

“Yes. That’s not too weird, is it? I often make breakfast for dinner.”

“All right, then. A Full English, it is. I’ll let Sarah know.” I reply to the text.

Another red double-decker passes by our window, catching Kennedy’s attention.

“All right,” I say as I reach for my beer. “I think some sight-seeing is in order for today. After lunch, I’ll skip the office and we’ll do the tourist thing so you can get your fix.”

Kennedy smiles as she pops another chip into her mouth. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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