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"Five seconds, max"

My heart started to pound, as if it already knew the decision I was co to

If I kept ht?

He gently tuckedit of the hellike an idiot? Without going into that night…and the following e to the inevitable looks of pity and et on that damn ship? Was it better to stay safe, locked away in myself? Yes

But the crew around us? The ones ould lose their jobs?

I looked up into Paxton’s eyes, and we lingered there, wordlessly exchanging so I hadn’t had in years: trust He would keep ether body

"What do you say, Leah? Are you ready for an adventure?" He questioned me softly this ti e…everything

"Yes"

Chapter Two

Paxton

Miami Port

She said yes I didn’t realize how much one word could mean until it slipped past her pursed, pissed-off lips Lips that had ht her up to the platfor his head atme to tandem them on this, and he knew it Instead, I’d told theht ht tutor in the hopes that it would win her over Leah looked anything but won over

She’d stiffened even ave us the lon "Okay, drop zone is marked Pull the kill strap, and you’ll fall It’s about ten feet and thickly padded, so don’t worry"

"Wait, we’re falling, too?" she squeaked, her hands white-knuckling the harness "You didn’t say fall You said safe"

"It’s into a huge pad, Leah It’s either that or we slaht? We have brakes, I’ll slow us down, don’t worry"

"Don’t worry, he says," she muttered "Safe, he says Asshole"