Page 68 of A Merry Irish Christmas
‘Really?’
‘Yeah, of course. I mean, don’t you think so?’
He seemed sincere, but she wondered would he still want that when he got back to his own life or was it just a heat of the moment thing.
‘You live on the Upper East Side, right?’
‘Yep, Upper East Side. You?’
‘Lower East Side. And ne’er the twain shall meet.’
‘Hmm. I’m pretty sure there’s a road or two running between them. You should look it up.’
She tried to imagine hanging out with Evan in New York, but she couldn’t quite picture it. ‘So what’s a typical New York day for you?’ she asked.
‘Well, I get up early, get the Spidey suit on. Go out, scale some tall buildings and take a look around, see if there’s anyone who needs my help. Then I start working on my Spidey webs.’
She giggled, giving him a playful dig with her elbow. ‘I mean a day off, when you’re not being a vigilante-about-town. What’s your perfect Sunday, say?’
‘Okay.’ He was silent for a moment, thinking. ‘I go for a run in Central Park?—’
‘On a Sunday?’ She wrinkled her nose.
‘Yeah. It’s great. It really sets you up for the day, you know? Makes you feel all energised and invigorated.’
‘If you say so.’
‘You should try it sometime.’
She shuddered. ‘I don’t think so. Though I must say, I’m enjoying the benefits of all that energy second-hand.’ She smiled, rubbing his arm. ‘But I’m more of a couch-centric person.’
‘Says the girl who goes swimming in the Atlantic on Christmas Day.’
‘Well, that’s one day of the year, and I only do it under duress. It’s not something I’d be doing every Sunday – or at all if my sister and her friends didn’t press-gang me into it.’
‘After my run I go home, shower, have breakfast.’
‘Which is?’
‘You’re not going to like this. A ridiculously healthy smoothie.’
‘I suppose you have one of those fancy state-of-the-art blenders.’
‘I have the mother of all blenders.’
‘And that’s it? You don’t have anything else?’
‘I might throw in some granola if I’m not meeting friends for brunch. But otherwise I hold out.’
‘Ooh, now this is getting interesting! Where’s brunch?’
‘We try different places. We go to Jones Wood Foundry a lot, because it’s easy for everyone. You know it?’
‘I do! Even a lowly East-Sider has been there a couple of times.’
‘But basically anywhere that serves huevos rancheros, I’m happy.’
‘That’s my favourite too! Is that what you have?’
