Page 109 of Intolerable Bishop

I should’ve known he was up to something when he handed me the backpack, but I couldn’t bring myself to be angry. He was right. I needed to get out of the cabin and do more than want to punch Nash in the face and worry about everything under the sun. That was a toxic combination on the best of days.

We rolled into Seattle, and I stared at the buildings that I’d seen in so many television shows and movies that it felt like I’d been here. Even though I was positive that Theo had seen all of this before, I pointed out every famous landmark. He drove around, and I was in complete awe. One little girl waved as we passed. I waved back, and a big smile spread across her face. Turning onto a street, we drove along for a minute before Theo pulled over and shut the motorcycle off. I glanced around.

“Where are we?”

“Does it not look familiar to you,” he asked.

“I’ve never been to Seattle,” I said and lifted my chin so he could undo the strap.

“Maybe not, but you should know one house in particular,” he said as I pulled off my helmet and shook out my hair.

“Holy shit,” Theo said, staring at me.

“What?” I looked behind me at the sidewalks for threats. When I turned back, not seeing anything, Theo had his camera out and pointed at me. “No,” I said, but he just smiled.

“Do that shaking out your hair thing again.”

“Are you serious?” He just gave me his look that somehow managed to be relaxed and said, “fucking do it” at the same time.

“This is ridiculous,” I said, but I humored him and ran my fingers through my hair.

“Fuck yeah. Pose with my other girl.”

I cocked my eyebrow at him, and he smirked at me. Leaning back and trying to keep my balance, I put my boots up on the handlebars. This felt awkward and silly. I glared at Theo and crossed my arms.

“Yes, love it,” he said, making me laugh and shake my head. “Keep going.”

“You better not post these,” I said, then bit my lip and gave him a sexy look. I ignored the vehicles passing by and got off the bike. Turning my back to him, I leaned on the seat and looked over my shoulder, and swayed my ass back and forth. Getting a reaction out of Theo was difficult unless we were alone, but his eyes were trained on my ass, and his green eyes were hungry. I smiled and tossed my hair again.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Dinner,” he said, making me blush.

Walking toward him, I pushed his hand with the phone aside and rose on my toes. As soon as my lips teasingly touched his, he finally broke and wrapped his arms around me, deepening the kiss. Just like at the gas station, the world and all the troubles swirling around me disappeared.

“Shit, I didn’t plan this trip very well,” Theo said, breaking the kiss.

“Why is that?”

“I packed with a couple of days exploring planned. But now I’m wishing we were just going to be locked up in a hotel room together.”

Smiling, I kissed his cheek. “Nothing wrong with both things being true.”

“Good point.” He stepped back and rolled his shoulders. “Did you figure out what house you should know?” Nothing seemed particularly familiar as I scanned the street. Theo placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me around to look at the house we were closest to. It took a second, but my hands flew to my mouth as I stared at Meredith Grey’s house.

“No…it can’t be…is it?” I pointed. “Is it really?” Theo nodded, and my eyes filled with tears. Instantly, images of sitting on the bed with my mum as we watched Grey’s Anatomy stormed to the surface. How many hours had we laughed and cried together? “Theo, this is….” I covered my mouth to get a grip. “Thank you.”

“Come on, let’s take a couple selfies, or no one will believe we were here.” Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, we posed in front of the house. “I have more planned, so we better get going.” I nodded, but my eyes lingered on the home a few seconds longer, just soaking in the memory.

Walking to the bike, I was so happy he tricked me into this. It was exactly what I needed.

10:40 PM

Ren

It was becoming abundantly clear that Theo was far more devious with his observations than I’d given him credit for. Not only did he have a stunning penthouse suite booked that looked out over the city, but he had room service delivered with all of my favorites and then presented me with a sexy silver outfit that fit perfectly. We were heading out for the night, but he refused to tell me where.

Of course, the backpack had been packed with all my favorites and a set of pajamas in dark plum that was sexy and so him. In another life, I could picture Theo sitting as a royal on a throne.