Peyton's Pleasure (124 page)

“
As
mu
c
h
a
s
I
’
d
love
to
do
just
th
a
t,
I
n
ee
d
to
go
home
f
or
a
while
a
nd m
e
nt
a
l
l
y
g
e
t
r
e
a
d
y
f
o
r
wo
r
k.”
S
he
will
e
d him
t
o und
er
st
a
nd.

He smil
e
d
a
nd
nod
d
e
d.
“
Ok
a
y
.
I
g
e
t
it.
W
h
a
t
a
b
out
y
o
u
r
th
r
o
a
t? A
r
e
y
ou su
r
e
y
ou
f
e
e
l up to d
ea
ling
with the
cr
owd
toni
g
ht
?
”

Pe
y
ton
f
ing
ere
d
h
e
r n
e
c
k
n
e
x
t
to
wh
e
r
e she
h
a
d
the stit
c
h
e
s.
F
our mo
r
e
d
a
y
s
till
th
e
y
c
o
u
ld
c
ome
out.
S
h
e’
d
a
lmost
f
o
r
g
ott
e
n
a
bout th
e
m.

“
Y
ea
h,
I
’
ll
b
e
f
in
e
.
Th
a
t
’
s
a
noth
e
r
r
e
a
son
I
n
e
e
d
to
g
o
hom
e
.
I n
ee
d
to
do
some
p
a
t
c
h
wo
r
k
on
the
s
cra
t
c
h
e
s
a
nd
b
r
uis
e
s
so
I do
n
’
t look like
the
w
a
lking
d
e
a
d.”
S
he
d
r
opp
e
d
h
e
r
h
a
nd
fr
om h
e
r
n
e
c
k.

“
You
don
’
t
look
th
a
t
b
a
d.
J
u
s
t
wound
e
d.” He smil
e
d
a
t
h
e
r
a
nd kiss
e
d
h
e
r
nos
e
.
“
O
k
a
y
,
if
y
ou
insist,
I
’
ll
t
a
k
e
y
o
u
hom
e
.
How
a
bout the
bik
e
?
L
ooks like
a
g
o
od d
a
y
out th
e
re
.”

“
Th
a
t
sounds
g
ood
to
m
e
.”
S
he s
e
ttl
e
d
h
e
r
p
ac
k
on
h
e
r b
ac
k
a
nd
f
ollow
e
d
R
y
k
e
r
outside
t
o wh
er
e
h
e
h
a
d the
bike
s
t
a
sh
e
d.

He
st
ra
pp
e
d
h
e
r
h
e
lm
e
t
on,
b
e
ing
c
ar
e
f
ul
of
h
e
r
n
ec
k,
a
nd
th
e
n w
a
it
e
d
while
she
c
limb
e
d
on
b
e
hind
him
b
ef
o
r
e
st
ar
ting
the
bike
up. He
ca
ll
e
d
b
ac
k to h
e
r
w
h
e
n he
g
ot
r
e
a
d
y
to
g
o.

“
Hold on.”

I
t
took
l
e
ss
th
a
n
t
e
n
minut
e
s
to
m
a
ke it
b
ac
k
t
o
h
e
r
pl
a
ce
.
T
en
minut
e
s
a
nd
the di
ffer
e
n
c
e b
e
tw
e
e
n
his
c
ondo
a
nd
h
e
r
a
p
ar
tm
e
nt s
ee
m
e
d
a
wo
r
ld
a
p
a
r
t.
S
he
shook
h
e
r
h
e
a
d,
r
ef
u
sing to
think
a
bout som
e
thing
a
s
p
e
t
t
y
a
s
h
e
r
f
in
a
n
c
i
a
l
c
i
rc
umst
a
n
c
e
s
.
S
he
did
ok
a
y
.
S
he m
a
n
a
g
e
d
to
p
a
y h
e
r
bills.
S
he
didn
’
t
boun
c
e
c
h
ec
ks
a
nd
liv
e
d
within h
e
r
m
ea
ns.
Th
e
r
e
w
a
s
n
othing
e
mb
a
r
ra
ssi
n
g
a
b
o
ut
th
a
t.
R
y
k
e
r
didn
’
t s
ee
m
to
mind
h
e
r
a
p
ar
tm
e
nt—w
e
ll,
oth
e
r
th
a
n
h
e
r
m
a
tt
re
ss
on
the
f
loo
r
, she
tho
u
g
ht with a
g
r
in.

“
W
h
a
t
’
s
so
f
un
n
y
?
”
R
y
k
e
r pull
e
d
his
h
e
lm
e
t
o
f
f
a
s
she un
fa
st
e
n
e
d h
er
s.

“
Thinking
a
bout the
d
i
ff
e
re
n
c
e
b
e
tw
e
e
n
y
our
b
e
d
a
nd min
e
.”