Seattle has ferry boats.
Those were his first words to her today. And obviously, Seattle has good-looking doctors with slightly too long dark hair as well.
Trying not to smile at him, she nods. And then everything comes crashing down on her. The way he looked in his red shirt that she basically tore off of him that night. The way he tasted. Like a first kiss with a total stranger you can't help falling for and like.. freedom. And the way he looked at her with those eyes.
And she remembers how she felt beneath him. How she felt in those strong arms. And she knows this wasn't what she was looking for that night. She wasn't looking to fall head over heels. He wasn't supposed to matter.
But she did and he does.
So, finally, she smiles.
Seattle has ferry boats, indeed.