SKYLAR
The moment my boots kiss the solid asphalt of the parking lot, I drop to my knees and offer a dramatic prayer of thanksgiving to the heavens.
"Thank you, God! Thank you, sweet angels! I survived!” With a loud gasp, I clutch my chest as if I have just barely escaped the jaw of a lion.
Trey’s unbothered rumble of a laugh comes from above me at that second. "Are you done with the theatrics now, sweetheart?"
"No, I am not done!" I push to my feet and spin around to glare at him, dusting off my knees aggressively. "I need a moment to give thanks to the almighty for surviving a near-death experience! If you don't value your life, Trey, I very much value mine. And if this is going to work between us, you are officially banned from ever dragging me onto that death machine again!"
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