Now that their meeting was through, he was
grateful to be leaving New York City a day sooner than planned.
"Come on," Matthew whispered, pressing the button again and
again.
As he stood brooding over William's surprise concern for Peter
Jones, waiting for what felt like an eternity for the elevator to
arrive, he absently chewed his thumbnail, wishing in earnest for
things to move more quickly.
* * *
"Hey, where're you off to so early?" Kate said, lifting her head
from the pillow.
Climbing into his jeans, Peter nearly tripped himself in his
pants legs as he turned to face her.
"Oops, sorry," he whispered, "I was trying to be quiet." He knelt
next to the bed and kissed her. Her eyelids fluttered,
wakefulness coming slowly. "Would you mind if we took a rain
check on our trip to Boston today?" Her hair lay spread around
the pillow, and he combed it with his fingers, smoothing it
around her head.
She opened her eyes and shook her head, then smiled slowly,
joyfully.
"Why the big grin?"
She lifted a hand from beneath the comforter and gently knocked
her knuckles on his head. "Circus is in town," she said, cupping
his chin.
"Well, I've been thinking," Peter said, running fingers through
his hair.
"Mm hmm."
"When Byron and I talked the other night, you know, outside, I
started thinking about some things.
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