He gives me a map when we get out of the car. It's a tourist map of the city.
"I've marked some spots for you."
"Tourist locations?" I ask as I notice The London Eye and The London Dungeons are both on the list.
"Too often Londoners forget what it's like to enjoy the city sights." He's not wrong. I grew up in London, but I can count on one hand the number of London attractions I've visited. "Where to first?" he asks.
"There's too many to choose," I tell him with a teenage girl like scream.
"We have the whole weekend."
"You were planning on kidnapping me?" I ask with a smirk.
"I had hoped you'd come willingly, but yes if need be, I'd be comfortable with kidnap. The ends fully justify the means."
"So, either way," I laugh wholeheartedly, "I don't get a choice."
"You get a say in how we spend the time."
"What if I'd made other plans?"
"Then I'd have accompanied you to your plans."
"Keen on spending time with me, aren't you Thorpe?"
"More than you know, Miss Conway."