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So, yeah. I suppose the same applied to me.
“Coming, boss?” Chico called.
Nash popped a kiss on my lips and turned to go. Then he turned back and snuck in a second kiss, which nearly turned into a third…a fourth…
Someone bumped me, and I forced myself to focus on flying instead of getting it on with my dragon shifter lover.
Nash’s eyes held a hint of a glow as he stepped away, murmuring, “Sorry, Captain. Gotta get that balloon ready.”
“Oh! Oh!” One of the guests hurried over to me. “Can I get a selfie with you, Captain?”
That was part of my new reality — the minor celebrity that came with being “that lady pilot who saved all those guys,” as I’d heard over and over.
I almost felt sorry for Madden. Almost.
“How about we do that after the flight, when you know whether you really want to thank me?” I suggested.
Everyone chuckled, leaving Henry and me to work out a flight plan. Then, after the safety briefing and preflight check, I got everyone aboard and pulled the burner cord.
Whooshwent the flames, thrilling my inner dragon.
The fire reflected in Pippa’s eyes, thrilling her too. After all, she was also half dragon shifter. Did our mother’s side of the family call to her the way it had always called to me?
Again, I felt lucky. Thanks to Nash, I was now a full-fledged dragon shifter. But Pippa was as earthbound as I’d once been.
Well, not for the next hour, she isn’t,my dragon side consoled me.
The light breeze swirled enthusiastically around me, promising a smooth journey.
Another burst of hot air lifted the balloon gently into the air, and we were off. As we gained altitude and drifted west, I glanced down, keeping one eye on the van following our journey.
“Two-ninety degrees at four point two,” Henry reported from Desert Skies One.
I sensed a change coming, but I echoed him anyway.
“Two-ninety degrees at four point two.”
It was silly, but I still got a thrill knowing Nash was listening over the radio.
Not for long.His voice sounded in my mind.Wind shift coming up.
I grinned. We’d turned that into a little game — who could spot a change in conditions first. I usually won, but sometimes, like now, I let Nash think he had. Or did that go both ways?
“Wow, this is amazing,” Pippa gushed. “Now I know why you rave about flying.”
She winked at the private joke, then added into my mind,Flying as a dragon, I mean. Along with raving about Nash. And all the — er, activities — you two have gotten up to.
My cheeks heated. I’d tried not to gush about my man too much, and I certainly hadn’t indulged in any dirty girl talk. But, heck. I guess soul-deep satisfaction showed. Was that my fault?
Your fault,I play-accused Nash.
What is?he asked.
Um…I’ll explain later,I mumbled.
“Oh! There’s the ranch!” Pippa pointed.
The view had become familiar now that I’d seen it so many times from a dragon’s-eye perspective. Still, it never got old.
