“Do you trust me?” Max called as a laugh spilled from my lips too. I looked at him, meaning to say that I’d sooner trust a goat with a basket of socks but the way the moonlight shone in his dark eyes had me nodding instead. “For tonight,” I agreed because it seemed the moon wanted that and I wasn’t one to go against the stars. “Then don’t let go!” Max’s grip on my hand tightened as he raised his other hand and called on his air magic.
