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She was bursting all of his bubbles. He pictured her in tailored pajamas, and the effect just wasn’t the same. He sighed. “You could have said you were bare-assed naked,” he groused. “What would it have hurt? I was having fun here.”
“Maybe a little too much,” she said drily.
“Not enough, though.” His erection was subsiding, a wasted effort.
“Sorry I couldn’t be more accommodating.”
“That’s okay. You can make it up to me in person.”
“You wish.”
“Honey, you don’t know how much I wish. Now, about why I called—”
She chuckled, and he felt a kind of squirrely feeling in the pit of his stomach. His insides were actually jumping around just because he’d made her laugh. Again.
“I don’t have anything to do today, and I’m bored. Why don’t we go to Disneyland?”
“What?” she asked blankly, as if he’d been speaking a foreign language.
“Disneyland. You know, the one right outside the city. I’ve never been to either one in the States. Have you been to this one?”
“Twice,” she said. “Tina and I took Zia twice. Averill wouldn’t go, because he didn’t like standing in lines.”
“It takes a real man to stand in lines.”
“And not bitch about it,” she added.
“And not bitch about it.” What else could he do but agree? “I have someone looking into the security system thing, but I’m not likely to find out anything today. I have time to kill, you have time to kill, so why should we stare at the walls when we can see Cinderella’s castle?”
“Sleeping Beauty, not Cinderella.”
“Whatever. Myself, I always thought Cinderella was prettier than Sleeping Beauty, because she was blond. I have a thing for blondes.”
“I hadn’t noticed.” She sounded as if she might laugh again.
“Look at it this way: Will anyone be looking for you in Disneyland?”
There was a small silence as she considered the real truth behind his proposal. He couldn’t tell her that he was restless and worried about Frank, and that he thought he’d go crazy if he had to sit around his hotel room all day. He wasn’t big on amusement parks, but it was something to do and they wouldn’t have to watch their backs. Nervi would never think to have people watching the entrances to Disneyland, because what idiot would stop in the middle of a deadly cat-and-mouse game to go ride Thunder Mountain?
“The weather is supposed to be sunny today. Let’s go,” he cajoled. “It’ll be fun. We can ride the teacups and get dizzy and puke.”
“It sounds marvelous, I can’t wait.” She was snickering and trying to control it, but he could hear the little gulping sounds she was making.
“Then you’ll go?”
She sighed. “Why not? It’s either a dumb idea or a brilliant one, and I’m not certain which.”
“Great. Why don’t you put on a hat and sunglasses and sneak over here, and we’ll have breakfast before we start out? I’ve been itching to let the hammer down on this little car I got to replace the Jag. It has two hundred and twenty-five horses, and I want to let at least two hundred of them run.”
“Ah-ha. Now I know why you called. You want to drive like a maniac with a woman along to watch you show off, and to make appropriate oohing and aahing noises.”
“Indulge me. I’ve been a little short on those kinds of noises lately.”
“I’ll try my best. I’ll be there around eight; if you get hungry before then, go ahead and order. I can eat later.”
Her two-hour time limit didn’t tell him squat about where she was. In two hours, she could get here from anywhere in the area. Hell, she could probably get here from Calais in that length of time. “I’ll wait for you. Tell me what you want and I’ll order it about twenty minutes before eight.”
All she wanted was a pastry and coffee, and he made a mental note to add some protein to the order. Just as she started to hang up he said, “By the way—”
