A red parachute stretched above them. The rush of the wind had silenced, leaving her panting the only sound. They’d stopped dead, as if suspended. “Holy crap,” she said. People did that for fun?
“How was that?” He sounded as if he was grinning.
“Terrifying, you jerk. You could have warned me.”
“Anticipation only makes it worse. Do you trust me now?”
“An hour ago you probably thought that wasn’t possible.”