Sweet Haven (The Sweet Series Book 2) by K.C. Lynn Page B

whoosh of air hits me before I feel the jerk of the parachute catch. I squeal in fear and bury my face into his neck. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.”
    “We’re up!” I barely hear him through the blood rushing in my ears. I cling to him even tighter, not daring to move. “Babe, you’re choking the shit out of me,” he says on a strangled laugh.
    “Sorry.” I loosen my grip around his neck but tighten my legs on his waist.
    “Take a look, Sam.”
    “That’s okay. I’m good.”
    “Come on. Don’t miss out on this.”
    Releasing a shaky sigh, I summon the courage to lift my head and slowly open my eyes. My breath immediately locks in my throat with a gasp as I take in the sight before me.
    Oh my god.
    This pales in comparison to seeing it down below. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. Instead of looking at it from afar we are now a part of it. A part of the breathtaking world we always take for granted.
    “It’s amazing,” I whisper. The cool wind whispers over every bare inch of my flesh, blowing a few strands of hair from my ponytail as we soar across the clear blue sky. “It’s like we’re really flying.”
    “That’s because we are.”
    I finally tear my gaze away from the incredible view to look at Jase and find him watching me, a soft smile on his handsome face that has my heart tumbling in my chest.
    I place a kiss on his lips, my thumb smoothing over the soft flesh after. “Thank you. Thank you for taking me here and convincing me to do this. It’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever done.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    Smiling, I turn my head forward again and enjoy the rest of our time together. Living in one of the most incredible, freeing moments of my life.
    *
    Later that evening, we’re parked at a remote spot in the mountains—out in the middle of nowhere—sitting in the bed of Jase’s truck with a pizza between us that we picked up after meeting Bert for his truck. Birds flock and chirp across the pink lit sky as the sun slowly sinks beyond the horizon, creating the most beautiful glow.
    I didn’t think anything could compare to the stunning scenery I’d already experienced today but I was wrong. The sunset paints the sky in stunning shades of gold, pink, and blue. If there was ever something prettier, it’s this right here.
    “How did you find this place?” I ask softly.
    “My dad and I came across it a few years ago on a camping trip.”
    I smile, loving that he decided to share it with me. “Do you guys camp often?”
    He shakes his head. “Nah. We used to but not anymore. It’s hard with my schedule at the station.”
    “When did you decide that you wanted to be a firefighter?” I ask, wanting to know more about him, especially about his job. After my time at the station, I’m fascinated by what they do and also find it very admirable.
    He glances over at me, his expression thoughtful. “You know the saying, you don’t pick the job, the job picks you?”
    I nod.
    “Well, in my case, I think that’s true. Firefighting is what I’m meant to do. I can remember as a kid, we lived down the street from the station and whenever the sirens went off I would rush over to the window and watch as the trucks headed out. Even back then my blood would rush with excitement and the need to want to be a part of it.”
    “That’s how I feel about teaching. When I was a little girl, I would wear my grandmother’s big black-rimmed glasses and make my brother and sister be my students. Sawyer always got in trouble and earned himself detention,” I tell him with a laugh, but it softens into a smile as I remember the things my brother would do to appease me.
    “That doesn’t surprise me, he’s always been an attention whore,” he says, biting back a smile but we both know he means it.
    “Watch it, Crawford. No one calls my brother names but me…and his wife is entitled too since she has to live with him.”
    “Ah yes, the famous Grace. I remember