And so—at last—he did.
When he moved closer, her eyes flickered with surprise before falling shut, and he closed his, too, so that as their lips met and their hands found each other’s, it was once again just the two of them in the dark, a blackness complete but for the sparks behind his eyelids, which were so bright they might as well have been stars.
46
“No seriously,” he said, pulling away after what felt like no time at all. “You’re early. I had all these plans. We were going to meet in the lobby and then have a picnic in the park, and then we were gonna get ice cream at that place—the one from the blackout—and come up here to eat it, and then—”
Lucy, still inches from his face, leaned back with a smile. “Well, we’re already up here, so…”
“But there was going to be ice cream.”
“I don’t care about ice cream.”
“And a picnic.”
“Owen,” she said, laughing.
“And we were going to lie on our backs and stare at the sky and look for stars.”
“There are no stars,” she pointed out, “but we can certainly stare at the sky.”
He gave her a helpless look. “But I had all these plans.…”
“It’s okay,” she said, taking his hand again. “This is better.”
47
They sat together against the ledge, their knees touching.
“So do you come up here a lot?” he asked, and Lucy glanced over at him, her face difficult to read. She seemed to be weighing something, and it took her a moment to decide on an answer.
“Actually,” she said, “I just got in this morning.”
Owen stared at her. “I thought you were…”
“No,” she said. “Our plans changed.”
“So you’re just here—”
“For a couple of days,” she said, ducking her head. “To see you.”
He smiled. “Really?”
She nodded, wincing already, and he understood why; he knew better than anyone how it sounded, realized how crazy it was to fly halfway around the world to see a person you hardly knew. But he also knew exactly what to say to make her feel better.
“Me too,” he said, moving close so that there was only the rustle of clothing and limbs and beating hearts as he looped an arm over her shoulder. “I only came to see you.”
48
“So,” she said later, after the sky had gone fully dark and the birds had all gone to bed and the lights of the city made the whole world glow. “What else don’t I know about you?”
He looked thoughtful. “I can juggle.”
“No, I meant—wait, you can?”
“Yup. And I also hate peanut butter.”
“Who hates peanut butter?”
“People with refined palates,” he said. “And I know some good card tricks. And jokes.”
“Like what?”
He considered this a moment. “Why did the scarecrow win the Nobel Prize?”
“Why?” she asked, wrinkling her nose.
“For being outstanding in his field.”
In spite of herself, Lucy laughed, but Owen’s face had gone serious again.
“And I decided to go to college next year.”
At this, she sat up. “Really?”
“Really,” he said with a smile. “University of Washington.”
“That’s perfect,” she said. “Your dad must be really happy.”
“He is,” he said. “We both are.”
“Okay, then,” she said, shaking her head. “So there’s apparently a lot I don’t know about you. But I was actually talking about the smoking thing.”
Beside her, Owen stiffened. “What smoking thing?”
“The morning after the blackout,” Lucy explained, “there was a cigarette on the kitchen floor. I’d totally forgotten about it, but I found it again on the plane, and—”
His face had gone ashen. “You still have it?”
“Yeah,” she said, a little embarrassed. “I guess it was sort of like a souvenir.…”
“So you kept it,” he said, watching her intently.
She nodded. “It’s downstairs in my wallet.”
To her surprise, a look of genuine relief passed over his face. “Thank you.”
“Sure,” she said, frowning. “But what’s the deal? You’ve been waiting for a smoke all this time?”
“Something like that,” he said, his eyes shining, and she realized just how much there was she didn’t know about him. He was like one of her novels, still unfinished and best understood in the right place and at the right time.
She already couldn’t wait to read the rest.
49
Later, they lay on their backs, their shoulders pressed together, laughing up at the charcoal sky. There were tears running down the side of Owen’s face.
“Wait,” he said, trying to catch his breath, the whole thing inexplicably hilarious. “You live in London now?”
“Yeah,” she said, curling into him, giggling uncontrollably. “And you live in Seattle?”
“Yeah,” he said. “What’s so funny about that?”
“Nothing,” she said. “What’s so funny about London?”
“Nothing,” he said, and just like that, they began to laugh again.
50
“Right there,” he said even later, pointing up.
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