Chapter Thirty-Eight

Coasting Down Memory Lane;
Chapter Thirty-Eight

“Hey, babe, can I ask you something?” Sidney asked when they were at home later that evening.

“You just did.” She giggled when he rolled his eyes and playfully punched her. “Ask away.”

“Obviously you know that I plan on going back home to Nova Scotia for the summer, and I was wondering if you’d like to come with me. I mean, I know you have to work and stuff, but can’t you take a few weeks off?”

She closed her eyes and almost purred when he stroked her hair. She was stretched out on the couch with her head on his lap. He had the TV on, the volume low. The curtains were closed because it was after nine and the sun had obviously set.

“Sid, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“Okay.” He looked so terribly mortified that she laughed.

“You know how I had to go in to the station today for a meeting?” She looked up at him, face blank. “Well, it was a private meeting between me, Cheryl and Philip.”

“Who’s Philip?”

“He’s this big-boss guy.”

“Alright, continue.”

“Well, I handed in my last report for Sports Guide at that meeting.”

“Cheryl fired you?” He asked, looking confused.

“No.”

“You lost me.”

“Philip Andrews is with KDKA. I’ve met with him before and he said that he really likes my work,” she said. “He offered me a job there.”

“That’s wonderful!”

“It gets better, I don’t start at KDKA until September and Cheryl gave me the entire summer off.”

“So, you can spend the summer with me in Nova Scotia?” He asked; his eyes bright.

“I don’t see why not.” She said just before his lips crushed hers. “When do we leave?”

“Whenever you want,” he murmured against her mouth then neck.

“Hmm. How about next week then? I still have to pack…” she trailed off as his kisses got hungrier.

“Mhm. You can do all of that tomorrow, I’ll even help you.” When she sat up, he pulled her onto his lap.

She was getting the hint. “Then what are we supposed to do for the rest of tonight?”

“I have something in mind,” he said in a husky voice.

“Oh do you?”

“Yes, and I think we should take it very slow.”

“What’s the game plan, Crosby?”

She laughed when he picked her up and carried her into their bedroom.


A week later, they were all packed and ready. Sidney looked happier than ever about going back home. Riley on the other hand, was nervous. She told herself that it was stupid to be nervous because she’d already been to the Crosby house when she was a teen. She looked forward to seeing Sidney’s house, of course.

The plane ride there was like any other. She read a book while Sidney played on his PSP, like a child. She tried to muffle a laugh when one of the flight attendants flirted with Sidney, and went unnoticed because he was at a high level of his game.

As the plane touched down, Riley looked out her window. The sun was out and shining brightly. The birds were chirping. Riley smiled at Sidney. She loved the summer atmosphere.

As they were exiting the plane, he looked at her and wrapped his arms around her. This was what he’d wanted. He wanted the love of his life with him all summer.

“Welcome home, Riley.”