Pushed From Ten Thousand Feet By Love

Lane'

, watching it land on the priva

the dry dust they kicked up battered the

st, unzipping his flight suit to rev

se behind, clinking their alu

ry!" Dylan laughed, slap

hen you kicked her out?

ly and yanked the cord in a panic at

ld five miles out. She'll come cr

controlled luxury lounge, runnin

Bradley said indifferently, lifting

ss is her own choice. If she wants to be my wife,

him, the diamond bracele

en jacket pocket and pulled o

asked, greed glinting

Winston pink diamond y

ely sip of his whiske

walks through that door and apologize

with her flawlessly

ternoon light, scattering a dazzling

Cecily breathed, sliding the

to put it on the hand of someone

y," Dylan goaded

lion dollars looks like

demurred, even as her finger sli

who knows what kind

said, swirling his

. Her hands are red and rough from scrubbing o

ing down her slende

rfec

urning her wrist, a triumphant, rad

," Cecily cooed, leaning into him,

. You built a billion-dollar empire from nothing-y

his chest, the corner of his mouth

nothing," Bradley said, though ther

omething, I suppose. Once she figures out where

transparent spirit, watching the man

o jealousy

ger,

tered body on the rocky riverb

o, in our penthouse, when Bradley flun

e commanded, without even lif

nd the size t

r ten hours straight at a charity relief station

ed, "Then stop doing filthy low

hour had passed si

nge ticked steadily towa

ked out at the dust-choked canyon

t his empty can on th

ne should've picked her up by no

itanium phone from his poc

frowned i

o rattle me into sending a helicopter aft

ed out a text

rds appear on hi

t lobby. If you make us late for dinner, I'll give the pink diamond to Cecily

ed only a single

hone-one submerged in my congealed blo

the blue "typing" bubble that had appear

stayed de

Bradley's left

ting me," Bradley mut

ir, looking down at that

, Bradley," I whispe

erie stillness, broken only by the canyon