"Well, this is unusual?" Evan teased as they entered the pedestrian path of the Brooklyn bridge. "Very public and touristy, I dare say. So unlike you, Cat. Living on the edge these days, are we?"
"I know. I know." She shook her head as she smiled. "I don't even know why I dragged you here, Evan. In this awful weather and all. It's just…I didn't think I could handle a twelve course meal at Le Bernadin just yet. Did I just say that? Tess would probably kill me if she heard this, ha!"
"You mean I asked the wrong detective out for proper supper?" He winked.
"It's so strange being here, Evan. But I want to do this." Cat pondered a bit. "It's as if I wrote places like this off for the tourist or something. Isn't that terrible?" She looked at him. "I don't want to do that anymore. I want to experience the city again. You know?"
"You mean actually enjoy it and not just live in it? Yeah, I can understand that. It's only eight courses, by the way." He smiled brightly. "You born and bred New Yorkers, you guys just don't know what you've got in your own backyard! I must admit though, I wrote this place this off for the tourists as well." Evan grinned. "Speaking of, I think the gloomy weather scared most of them away. It's quite nice to have the bridge mostly to ourselves, Cat."
"It's wonderful actually. I'm loving this." She felt so light and carefree. It was something she hasn't felt in a long time. She looked at Evan, with his usual happy demeanor and the words just fell out of her mouth. "Your smiles, Evan, they make me smile. You've always made me smile."
"O, really?" He replied gleefully. He was pleasantly surprised by her honesty and warmth. "Well, I can't help it that I'm a naturally happy person, Cat."
"Oh, so, it isn't me that's making you all giddy?"
"What? You? Bloody no! It's a rare trait I've been bestowed with. I would have been just as happy here with my nana."
They stared at each other for a moment then burst out laughing.
"Come on, Cat. Shall we?"
"We shall, Dr. Marks." She flirted back.
He pulled her close as they walked down the footpath of the bridge. They looked very much like a couple in love to the strangers that passed by. They came to a stop in the middle of the bridge to stare at the huge gothic gates and the dramatic storm clouds that hung over it.
"The clouds, the sliver of blue sky..." She looked up at Evan. "it's stunning, so beautiful, isn't it?"
"You're beautiful, you know that?"
With those words, Evan leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. She closed her eyes and let out a silent gasp as their lips met. He kissed her tenderly at first, but their kiss grew more passionate and urgent. She felt her heart pound as she parted her lips to let him in, to taste him.
"Evan.." She heaved noticeably as she broke away from the kiss. "maybe we shouldn't do this." She had second thoughts as her eyes followed passersby on the bridge.
"Why not? Because of them?" Evan looked around and saw a few tourists taking snaps. "Nobody cares. They're all too wrapped up in their little world. Just like us."
Cat looked at two college aged girls near by, taking selfies and posing with peace signs. He was right. It didn't matter. For far too long she had to be careful, in control, but not anymore. Not now. She turned her attention back to Evan. His demeanor turned more serious. She could see his desire for her written on his face. Her uncertainty gave way to a smile. She walked backwards, slowly, methodically, not breaking their gaze. When she hit the rail, she arched her back and looked up at the massive cables that held the bridge. Suddenly, the clouds broke open and a torrent of raindrops fell from the sky. All she could do was laugh as the rain washed away any feelings of doubt.
Evan couldn't take his eyes off her. Her capricious smile, beckoning. Her green eyes fluttering as the raindrops soaked her luminous face. She looked bizarrely beautiful. Stunning, he thought. He walked over to her and cradled her cheeks, searching for some kind of answer in her eyes. With her hesitation resolved, she leaned in and kissed him.
