The back of the van was like a second home to Fresco by now. The steady sway and bump hardly caught his attention, the empty gurney just another piece of the puzzle making up his life. He thought little about it at all.
Parker, however, seemed excited. "Can I tell him now?"
Gina glanced at Strom who leaned back and gave her a thumbs up.
"Go ahead," she said.
"This is my favorite part of the whole job," Parker gushed. "I can't wait for you to experience it with me. Us." She flushed, leaning forward and grabbing his hand. Her enthusiasm got him going.
"Are you going to tell me or not?" He squeezed her fingers
her soft skin on his, the warmth of her, how much he loved her
Parker pulled away and sat back, but gave no indication if she felt what he was thinking. "We're going to a rescue.
