She made herself look away and spotted a little bookstore on the corner across the street. “Ooh, we should stop in there when they open,” she said, pointing.
“Though – I probably shouldn’t, actually. I already have more books with me than I can read.”
He shrugged. “So? I’m not sure it counts as vacation unless you come home with more books than you brought with you.”
To the curious amusement of the man opposite she let out a quick self-deprecating, ‘Hnuh’. Meeting Luke on the train summed it all up – the perfect example of being halfway across the bridge. Fun, sexy, and spontaneous as he was, he epitomised all the things she didn’t want in a man or a relationship. Ironic because he was so like her. They had so much in common. With awful irony, she realised that the type of guy that Luke was to her, was what she’d been to Simon.