Chapter 209: Do I look Woodsy?

I shake my head. "No. Do you want to go?" Obviously, he does, but Hudson is a guy you ask first.

Hudson's pinched lips grow into a smile and he nods. "If you're okay with it," he says trying to play it off like I can't read the excitement ready to burst out of him.

I laugh and walk to the bus. "Let's go."

The bus driver smiles and watches me board, but Hudson stays behind making sure he can't pay for the tickets. I don't turn my nose up to a free ride anywhere. When he finally sits beside me at the front of the bus, he's vibrating with energy.

"Amanda, you've been in San Francisco how long and never made it to the woods?"

I shrug. I'm not really a tree girl. If for some reason nature calls, I head to Golden Gate Park for a stroll on a paved surface. "Do you want the window seat?" I may not have been to the woods but Hudson will enjoy the view more.