Pulse (The Landry Family Series)

by Adriana Locke

Or did I just jump without a parachute? I look at the sky, shaking my head. Fuck you, Lincoln.

Will she regret it at some point? Is this the honeymoon phase where it’s all sunshine and roses? Except there was a car chase, an assault or two, and a stalker.

I remember the last time my morning started like this, with Ford and Lincoln in my office. And the only piece of advice that Lincoln has ever shared with me—even if it doesn’t entirely make sense—stuck. “You don’t need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.” I take a deep breath … and jump.