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“Easier than it looks, I promise. It’s just like stepping into a tall truck.”
Talk about impractical. “Which I also avoid whenever possible.”
Joystick chuckled. “It works like this. Use me and the stone support to steady yourself, and step into my hands.” He interlocked his fingers and held them down like a sling. “Then step on the stone support and hop down onto the grass at the other side.”
“Your confidence in my skill is sweet, but I can’t.”
He hovered his mouth near my ear, his warm breath teasing my skin. “You can.”
Was he right? It was only three or four feet. I couldn’t, could I? Maybe I could. “Okay.”
I swore my entire body was shaking as I steadied myself on the short pillar and his shoulder, and placed my foot in his hands. But as I found my balance, I grew more confident.
Between Joystick and the pillar, my weight was supported. He helped me move higher, so I could step onto the top of the stone without much reach.
Placing my foot on the rocky structure, I pushed up enough to clear the iron fence. I could do this.
My foot slipped on the stone. My world twisted and spun. I tried to push off, to minimize damage. It didn’t matter, I was falling.
I landed on the grass on my back, a grunt escaping my chest along with all the air in my lungs. Were those cartoon birds dancing in front of my eyes?
“Kandace.” Joystick sounded so worried.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him vault the fence in a single leap, and land by my side. Because of course he was capable of that. I was flat on my back, in the middle of nowhere in a foreign country, and a fence-vaulting, tattooed hottie was kneeling next to me, asking if I was hurt.
This was so ludicrous it might as well be straight out of its own bad movie.
The thought bubbled up inside me, carried on amusement, and I laughed. I couldn’t stop. The laughter was pouring out in peals, tears stinging my eyelids, and I was still going.
“Kandace?” Joystick looked concerned, but he was also laughing. “Come on.” He offered me a hand.
Silliness overtook me, and rather than letting him help me up, I tugged him down. He lost his balance and then he was falling too, to land straddling my waist, hands on either side of my head.
He did that on purpose.
I didn’t care. He was staring at me with bright blue eyes surrounded by dark lashes and pale skin and for the second time in as many minutes, my breath left me.
“You’re even more stunning when you let go.” Joystick’s voice was gravel, and his heat surrounded me in an all-encompassing blanket that blocked out the rest of the world.
I had no idea what to say to a comment like that. “Thank you.” My reply came out shyly.
Who was I?
“If I promise to show you a good time, andnotfuck you like a porn star, will you come back to my room with me?” Joystick asked.
I knew he hadn’t actually let it go, but I wasn’t sure I cared. “I’d have to take your word for it.”
He leaned in until his mouth was millimeters from mine. “Trust me, you’ll know,” he whispered.
Oh. My.
“Okay,” I said.
His smirk did delicious things to my insides. He grabbed my hand, and this time I let him tug me to my feet. After spending far longer than was probably necessary with him brushing grass off the back of my dress, he wrapped an arm around my waist, and led me back to the streets.
Tomorrow I’d go back to being good, boring Kandace. Tonight, I was going to let the tattooed hottie with the ridiculous name and the smokin’ body make good on his promises.
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