Ariana Copeland

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“You’ll have to lean into me!” he shouted, his body pressed against hers. His chest pushed against the back of her head, his legs against her legs. Ezren’s mouth suddenly went dry as it truly hit her what they were about to do. “Is this a bad time to tell you I’ve never terrasailed before?” “All you have to do is hold on. And if you’re the praying type… well, it couldn’t hurt.” She found herself laughing instead, the complete absurdity of it all overcoming her. The thrill of the storm and the adrenaline and the open sky coursed through her electrified nerves, tingling across her skin. The ...more
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