Full of warm food and hot coffee, Susan smiled across the table, hardly believing this was happening.
"Do I have food on my face?" Mark put his coffee back on the saucer.
She shook her head.
"Oh, good. Feel free to stare."
She covered her eyes with one hand but peaked through her fingers.
"Come on, lets walk." He stood up and took her hand. "What time are you working?"
"Two. You?"
"Seven. But you've only got a couple of hours."
"I have an idea." She went to flag a taxi.
"Nothing illegal." He raised his eyebrows but she just laughed at him.
"Where's your sense of adventure?"
"In a shoebox in my wardrobe." He got into the taxi after her.
"To the airport." She told the cab driver
"What?" Mark looked confused.
"I hate flying Mark, just relax."
"I'm confused."
"That's the idea." She cocked her head to one side with a cheeky smile.
He shook his head trying to look unimpressed.
She paid the driver and dragged Mark toward the terminal.
"Oh, I get it. You're going to cancel your flight to Italy."
"Good idea. But no, that's not it." She pointed to a photo booth, "This is it."
He laughed, "Good surprise."
"I think you said you were running out."
He nodded and watched her thumb some coins into the machine before ducking into the booth.
She kissed his shoulder as she sat beside him. Just at the same moment the first photo flashed. She laughed, "woops."
He looked at her grinning as it flashed again.
They both turned to face the camera for a proper one.
Susan was still laughing and Mark turned to watch her admiringly as the last flash came.
The option on the screen came up – four more or two prints. He pressed the two prints option and pulled the pictures out when they came. They looked at them with ridiculous grins.
"That's better." Susan whispered pleased.
"Oh, they were good pictures last time."
"Yeah, but for five years those pictures were 'what could have been'." She replied honestly.
"I should have got on the next train." He held her eyes.
She shook her head, "No going back. I'm sick of 'what if's'. Now is good."
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." He mumbled as he kissed her.
"Do I have food on my face?" Mark put his coffee back on the saucer.
She shook her head.
"Oh, good. Feel free to stare."
She covered her eyes with one hand but peaked through her fingers.
"Come on, lets walk." He stood up and took her hand. "What time are you working?"
"Two. You?"
"Seven. But you've only got a couple of hours."
"I have an idea." She went to flag a taxi.
"Nothing illegal." He raised his eyebrows but she just laughed at him.
"Where's your sense of adventure?"
"In a shoebox in my wardrobe." He got into the taxi after her.
"To the airport." She told the cab driver
"What?" Mark looked confused.
"I hate flying Mark, just relax."
"I'm confused."
"That's the idea." She cocked her head to one side with a cheeky smile.
He shook his head trying to look unimpressed.
She paid the driver and dragged Mark toward the terminal.
"Oh, I get it. You're going to cancel your flight to Italy."
"Good idea. But no, that's not it." She pointed to a photo booth, "This is it."
He laughed, "Good surprise."
"I think you said you were running out."
He nodded and watched her thumb some coins into the machine before ducking into the booth.
She kissed his shoulder as she sat beside him. Just at the same moment the first photo flashed. She laughed, "woops."
He looked at her grinning as it flashed again.
They both turned to face the camera for a proper one.
Susan was still laughing and Mark turned to watch her admiringly as the last flash came.
The option on the screen came up – four more or two prints. He pressed the two prints option and pulled the pictures out when they came. They looked at them with ridiculous grins.
"That's better." Susan whispered pleased.
"Oh, they were good pictures last time."
"Yeah, but for five years those pictures were 'what could have been'." She replied honestly.
"I should have got on the next train." He held her eyes.
She shook her head, "No going back. I'm sick of 'what if's'. Now is good."
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." He mumbled as he kissed her.