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safe.”
    “True.” She fumbled with her purse. “I have a business card
in here. Not that I have a business, but the company likes us to have these
things.” She finally managed to separate one card from the stack by taking off
her glove. She handed it to him, then slipped her glove back on and snapped her
purse shut. “But no stalking me.”
    “Cross my heart.” Hmm, on second thought…he didn’t know how
this mate thing worked. Did it entail stalking? Was it serious enough to
warrant stalking? Maybe the mind meld meant nothing at all. One could only hope
because how difficult would it be to pursue a relationship with someone who
lived all the way down in Florida? He’d never give up the city and take his kid
out of his school. Saron had already tried to get him to move to pack lands
upstate. He couldn’t deal with the country.
    “Are we close enough for your parents to come get you?”
    “I’ll see. Dad has a four-by-four and usually has the chains
on it this time of year.”
    “You’d think we’d see a plow too, any minute now.”
    “It is still the crack of dawn.”
    “All the more reason for a plow to be out here.”
    They walked on in silence with Christine periodically
staring at the bars, or lack thereof, on her cell phone display. “How can there
not be a cell tower out here?”
    “It’s the country.”
    “You know, I never thought of Orlando as particularly
cosmopolitan, but at least I can get cell service!”
    And there was no traffic, but the sun had finally risen
above the trees, not that it brought any warmth to the proceedings.
    “So where do you live? New Jersey?”
    “Manhattan, actually. I had a fare to Newark and figured I’d
pick someone up there to go back into Manhattan.”
    “Not the Catskills?”
    “That hadn’t been the plan.” He glanced at Christine and for
a moment glimpsed her face as it had been last night, flushed and sexy. “But I’m
glad it worked out the way it did.”
    “Really? We’re still on foot in the middle of nowhere.”
    “Wouldn’t trade it for the world.”
    “Hey, I have two bars. I might be able to call my parents.”
    “How are you going to tell them where we are?”
    They rounded the bend and Christine pointed to the green
mile marker. She dialed her dad and explained what had happened and where she
thought they were. “He’s going to call the state troopers. He figures they’d
know where on earth this mile marker is.”
    “Great.” But that meant his time with her was about to run
out. She might chicken out on hooking up with him again before catching her
flight back to Florida. He needed her to feel closer to him, so he did
something he usually didn’t do. He made conversation, volunteering information
about himself, like his favorite movie and the last book he read, without being
asked. Christine responded warmly, easily. He wished he could get Dean to open
up to him this way. Talking to his son was usually like pulling teeth.
    * * * * *
    It was so nice to be warm inside a police station. Jake was
using Christine’s cell phone and the station phone book to get a tow truck to
pull out his cab. Christine sipped coffee and reflected that her dad hadn’t
sounded too panicked under the circumstances. Good thing she hadn’t spoken to
her mother. Her hysterics might’ve run down her cell battery. What Christine
was trying very hard not to think about was Jake and what he’d done to her last
night. Why had she given him her business card anyway? Was she nuts? But she
couldn’t get the sex and the spanking out of her mind and she wanted to do it
again. She was glad they’d had time for a bit of casual conversation before the
cops had found them by the mile marker. Knowing he listened to detective
mysteries on audio in his cab between fares seemed more normal than knowing he
liked a little bondage and discipline with his sex.
    He handed her back her phone and sat down next to her on the
hard plastic bench. “They’re going to come