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"Paxton!" I screaht before his bike did The front tire i him off, where he tu twenty feet to the ground

"No!" The sound was nearly inhu at an unnatural angle as people rushed to him, the motors suddenly quiet "Paxton!"

"I’m here, baby," he said from above me "Hold on!"

My head swiveled between th of catwalk, not in a crumpled ers slipped a fraction of an inch, but it was enough to sendout a panicked rhyth! You’re supposed to be on your bike!"

"Yeah, well, Penna is!" he yelled as he gripped her forear her onto the platform

"No!" she yelled "Penna!"

I wanted to look down, but my hold was too precarious Let her be okay God, please

The metal creaked as he leaned back over "Brooke?" I questioned

"Security has her," he said cal hi to ask this tio"

"Smart-ass," I said, my breath shaky "Is Penna okay?"

"I hope so," he answered "Just hold on" His hands gripped ot you"

We locked eyes, and I kneith utter certainty that if he dropped o of the railing, trusting ht to him

"Pull us up!" he yelled, and we started to rise, the ive way I wanted to close my eyes and wait for the inevitable fall, but I didn’t look away fro

Paxton and I slid onto the catwalk, and as he gathered ave way, and the catwalk crashed to the now-empty ramp below

So close It had been so close

"Is she okay?" he called down, his arms firmly wrapped aroundto his heart and trying to match mine to its steady beat For every ounce of bravery that had so in Paxton’s embrace, like y, whatever it was that had kept me on that catwalk

Landon hovered over Penna, his hands running the length of her body