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Chapter Twenty-Six
New York has its perks,and so far, my favorite is breakfast in bed. I definitely plan to incorporate this into our mornings more often. I pop a strawberry into my mouth as I watch Quinn eat his oatmeal. He shovels spoonfuls into his mouth and each time has to lick the corners of his mouth. I find it adorable, as well as incredibly sexy.
When he catches my gaze, he slows the motion of licking his lips and grins. I can feel the heat coming off of him and have to look away.
“So, what do you want to do today?” He asks after a light laugh and shaking his head.
I put my orange juice down and clear my throat.
“I want to eat a hot dog.”
“She says while eating breakfast.”
“Or maybe I want to find the answer to the age-old question of who has the best slice of pizza.”
“That’s easy, it’s Lucali’s in Brooklynn.” He waves his hand holding a spoonful of oatmeal.
“Well, maybe I would decide that it’s something different.” I shrug.
“We’ll see about that,” he says scooping up another spoonful. “No, it’s Lucali’s, trust me on that.”
“I also want to go to Central Park, then to Times Square and just stand in the middle with my arms out and spin in circles.”
“I would rather not,” he shakes his head.
“Why not?”
“I don’t want you to get run over.”
We finish eating breakfast, then get ready for the day. Hand in hand, we walk out of the hotel and hail a cab to the park.
“Where would you like to go? Central Park is huge and if we had a starting point, maybe that could be where we go.” Quinn says.
“There’s this area, right off the Ramble that I have always wanted to see.”
“The Ramble. Okay.” Quinn leans forward and says to the cabbie; “Seventy-Second Street, Strawberry Fields entrance please, Central Park.”
It takes a while, but once we get out of the back of the cab, I’m ready to cross something off of my bucket list.
“Did you know that there’s a bridge there, one of the many called Bow Bridge, we’ll go over it. Anyways, it is one of the most romantic spots in the park?” Quinn asks me.
“Oh yeah? How many young ladies have you brought here?”
“I’ve only brought one woman here, my ex.”
“Oh, I’m sorry if this is a bad memory for you.” I stop.
“Not at all. I would actually love to make a new memory there.” He squeezes my hand and pulls me towards the park.
“Wait, you see that building right over there?” Quinn points out across the street.
I look at where his finger points and notice the gothic-style building.
“Okay, what about it?”
“That’s the building that John Lennon used to live in.”
“The Beatles, John Lennon?”
