It's been a whirlwind three days. Peter's kept every promise (And beyond), and even after months on the island and having to walk everywhere she cares to go, Gwen's practically worn out, but happily so. Even the visit with Peter's mother hadn't been nearly as difficult as she'd anticipated, and if Gwen hadn't known better, she might have
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"Sorry," the cabbie called over his shoulder.
Peter grinned a little, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it, man."
Leaning forward, he peeked out Gwen's window. "Hey, just up the end of this block's good."
The cabbie put on his turn signal and wormed his way into the other lane. In a matter of moments he'd parked the cab just across from Central Park.
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Stuffing his wallet in his back trouser pocket, Peter grinned, quirking a brow at Gwen. "You ready?"
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Casually, Peter led the way into the park, though he was mindful of them being spotted, just in case.
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