Allison's POV
“So,” he asked, voice laced with curiosity and mischief, “what did you wish for? Please tell me it had nothing to do with me. My humility can't take another hit.”
I didn't even bother looking at him.
The adrenaline from our jump had finally worn off, and surprisingly, I wasn't dead.
In fact, I felt... weirdly calm. Lighter. Like my brain had been rebooted midair.
I let out a breath and said, “Your ego's so big, I'm shocked it fit inside the parachute.”
He chuckled, clearly delighted. “This face needed to be memorable enough to reel you in, sweetheart.”
Twenty long minutes later, we finally hit solid ground.
My boots touched grass like I was greeting the earth for the first time in years.
I immediately got to work unhooking the harness, peeling awa
