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“Sure.” I kissed her back, pouring every ounce of happiness into the kiss before pulling away. “Drive safe.”

“How will you get home?” she asked as I opened the truck door for her.

“One of my brothers,” I said. “Probably Quincy.”

She patted my cheek, and I closed the door.

Once she was strapped in and backing out, I headed back inside.

But not before another flash of movement caught my eye farther into the parking lot.

When I moved my attention that way, there was nothing to be seen.

So what had I seen move?

If tacos can fall apart and get messy, but stay hot and still be amazing, then so can you.

—Quinn to Shayne

SHAYNE

“Are you sure about this?” I asked him as I watched him start to copy me in setting up his harness.

He’d done this before, of course. He was in the military, and they’d done the jump process quite a few times from what he’d told me. But he’d never actually enjoyed it like I did.

Also, he was jumping solo despite not being certified to do so.

Which made me feel kind of worried because that wasn’t something that should be allowed. But jumping out of an airplane like this wasn’t something you forgot.

It was ingrained in your mind, forever there. Like riding a bike, but more.

He offered me a wink before saying, “Just because it’s not something I do on my own, doesn’t mean I wouldn’t do it with you. If you love it, I want to do it with you. Simple as that.”

This man.

He had no idea what he did to me.

“Okay,” I said, deciding that I’d stop asking him repeatedly if he was sure.

He wouldn’t lie to me.

That I knew—at least now I did, anyway.

I finished my harness up, then wiggled my eyebrows at him. “Ready to be flying free, big boy?”

He reached forward and picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder.

I giggled as he walked us to the plane where Tom was waiting.

“You ready?” Tom asked, a twinkle in his eye.

“Ready as I’ll ever be, sir,” Quinn said as he deposited me into the plane and followed behind me.

Tom followed suit and started up the plane, going through his checklist.

As he did that, I studied Quinn for a few long seconds before rechecking his harness.

“Remember,” I said as I pointed at the parachute on him. “Parachute here.” I tapped the pull. “Then there’s the secondary chute. If you need the secondary chute…”

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