“Big step this time,” he says. My eyes flutter open, and I see we’ve reached the end of this run, ready to move on to the next. “Do you still need my help?”
I feel him lean away from me, ever so slightly, but enough for me to notice the loss of his heat, so I nod, my eyes locked on his. “Are you a thief or a knight in a shiny toolbelt?”
“Why am I a thief?” he asks, his thumb brushing back and forth over my skin.
“You’re always stealing my thoughts.”
With purpose, his arm curls further around my back, pulling me until my chest presses against his. He squeezes, and my feet come off the wooden boards and I’m placed on the platform behind us. It puts me just above his eye level, and I stay there, lost in his green gaze. As my hands drop from his neck, falling to his chest, I feel his heart thrumming beneath my palm.
“Ugh, why don’t you get a room?”
I frown and look over Westley’s shoulder to a young girl waiting with an unamused scowl and far too much lip gloss.
Westley squeezes my hip. “You heard the girl.”
I slap his shoulder and step back, moving to the other side and onto the next part. Thankfully, it doesn’t go up any higher, and it’s a straight run of planks. There’s a rope on either side, about waist high, so I hold on and start to step across.
“Hey, with everything going on, I forgot to mention the wedding is actually an overnight thing.”
I look over my shoulder. Westley follows close behind, chewing his lip and bracing for my reaction.
“Overnight? I must say, your effort to work your way into my bed is commendable.”
He pinches my side, making mesqueal.
“Smartarse.” He smirks. “It’s at the groom’s family farm, nearly three hours south. There’s accommodation on site.”
I run my hand over my face. “That’s gonna be a lot of faking.”
“I think we’re doing alright so far.”
“Yeah.” I scoff. “But our main audience has been a bunch of twelve-year-olds.” I chew on my lip as I step onto the next platform, catching up with the rest of our group. “Will we have to share a bed?”
“I’m sure there’ll be a couch I can stay on. It’ll be fine.”
I nod, my stomach doing a weird swoop at the thought of spending a night together.
“You’ll have to try your best to act like a gentleman.” I shuffle forward as the child ahead of me moves. “I know it’ll be hard since you find me so irresistible.”
“Thanks.” He chuckles, and I turn my head to smile back at him, not realising he was leaning down to kiss my cheek, and instead, his mouth lands right on mine.
I gasp, my fingers touching my lips as if I’m trying to catch the evidence. To convince myself it even happened.
“Next!” a guy shouts behind me, as I continue to stare at West, but his eyes are locked on my mouth. What is he thinking? Is he uncomfortable? Is he…curious?
Arms come to my biceps, and I’m guided to the edge of the platform, staring at the ground below.
“See you on the ground!” the guy shouts again.
I look back over my shoulder. “What?”
Before I can even figure out what this guy’s talking about, since my mind is still fixated on the accidental kiss, I’m shoved off the ledge and flying down a zipline.Screaming.
My legs are flailing about, my helmet has dropped over my eyes, and I definitely swallowed a bug. I think my heart has flatlined by the time hands catch me at the end, and my shaking feet land on solid ground.
I push my helmet up, panting. I think I blew my back out, and I didn’t even get an orgasm with it.
Wheezing laughter greets me, along with my daughter, who stands in front of me with her phone held up.
