“Should I die, I’ll come back and haunt you,” I hiss at Will.
And if he doesn’t take the shaky hand I’m offering, then I’ll never cross the threshold into the gondola.
He snorts a laugh as he pulls me into the cabin, wrapping me in a bear hug when the doors close, and we continue moving around the station. In around thirty seconds, there will be nothing between us and a nine-hundred-meter drop.
“What if the wire fails?” I bury my face in Will’s black hoodie.
He looks so hot in a backward baseball cap, although it won’t be enough to save him if anything goes wrong. I’ll puke in it and set it back on his head.
For saying we slept on the couch, I can’t remember the last time I drifted to sleep so easily. This morning, Will made Marley and me black coffee and blueberry pancakes. Greg was already at work, and from the moment Will broke the news of where we were going today, I’ve been wishing I were back in the office and listening to Lydia’s annoying voice.
The whole drive here in a fancy rental car, Will reassured me that it was “healthy to do something that scares you each day.”
All right, William, tell that to my stomach.
“Then I’ll make sure I hit the ground first and give you a soft landing,” Will croons, smoothing his hand down my hair.
I swallow hard, and he kisses me with smiling lips.
“Nothing bad is going to happen, Drew. Promise.”
“Are you sure no one will see us?” I gaze around the empty attraction. “This place is very … public.”
Will shakes his head. “I already told you, I hired the gondolas for an hour, so no one will know we’re here beyond the staff.”
“And when we get to the top?” I ask.
He shakes his head again, hugging me tighter. “Nothing to worry about either. You’ll see how private it is.”
“I actually might hate you for putting me through this, even if you hired the whole place out like a swoony book boyfriend,” I playfully scold him, feeling my stomach drop again.
Will keeps his arms around me as we glide off the platform and suspend midair.
“Total transparency,” he whispers and sets a chaste kiss into my hair. “I had no idea that your fear of heights was this bad. I’m already thinking of more days out like this, just so I have an excuse to wrap you in my arms.”
Last night, I wanted to sleep with him again, but I appreciated the way Will took his time, kissing and hugging me until I fell asleep on his chest. Today, I crave the safety of his touch even more.
Will is every bit the man I thought he was when we started working together, yet nothing like him at all. I love that he keeps me guessing, and I think I might be one of the lucky few people to see the real him.
“Do you think they have security cameras in these things?”
Will gazes around the cabin and shakes his head. “I thought they might, but I can’t see anything.”
Still looking up at him, I drop to my knees, fingers finding his belt buckle.
He covers my hands with his. It isn’t enough to stop me from unlooping his belt and unzipping his pants.
“What are you doing, Drew?” he asks in an unsteady voice.
I smirk up at him and dip my hand into his boxer briefs. He’s already hard, and when I wrap my fist around his shaft, he drops to the wooden bench behind him.
“We’re all alone, and I have at least fifteen minutes of hell to endure.” I lift a shoulder and pull his dick free, teasing the tip with my tongue. “I figured your cock could double as a handy distraction.”
Will fists my hair, eyes darkened with feral lust. “Are you going to use me, Baby?”
I bite down on my bottom lip and take him into my mouth. Not too far to begin with, but enough to have him shuddering.
It’s not lost on me that Will has had more blow jobs than I’ve had hot dinners, although I’m determined to make this one the best.
