“What in the hells were you thinking?” I knew it was only a matter of time before that calm charade of his shattered. “Yes, I’m serious.” The words come out a hiss. “Believe me, I know the risks. I just—” “Oh, do you?” He yanks me from the saddle, holding me tight even after my boots hit the dirt. “Fuck, Lark, you’ve never even been on a solo flight before. You’ve never even been more than ten feet off the ground!”
