Page 38 of War

She smiled a genuine smile at me. Warmth settled in my chest from being on the receiving end.

“Okay,” she said.

A staff member came to guide Amantha into the machine. I flashed her two thumbs up as they moved away.

Soon, Amantha's body was suspended horizontally in the air of the wind tunnel. Her cheeks blew in the wind and happiness radiated from her.

I could see her screams of happiness, but the wind absorbed the sound.

I knew she felt weightless, as if she were floating. Adrenaline likely pumped through her veins. It probably felt wonderful.

Before long, her flight was over, and the staff who operated the machine helped her down. When she was back in her chair and wheeled over to me, the happiness and dazed look on herface made me smile. I’d bet that's how she looked after an orgasm.

“That was amazing!” she practically yelled.

I leaned down and hugged her. She wrapped her arms tightly around me. Mmm, berries. I inhaled her scent deeply.

“I'm happy you had fun. Told you to trust me.” I leaned back and winked at her.

She laughed. “I never should've doubted you.”

“Damn right. Don't do it again.”

Amantha smiled at me then went off to get changed. When she was done, we went out to her car.

“Can I drive?” I asked as we approached. My hangover was gone mostly.

“Sure.”

Amantha parked her wheelchair to transfer into the passenger seat, but I clicked my tongue in disapproval and lifted her.

While she was in my arms, I said, “A princess doesn't do this alone. And at least for today, you're a princess.”

She bit her bottom lip. That was one of my weaknesses.

I groaned and kissed her.

Before it got too out of hand, I tore my lips away and said, “Don't bite your bottom lip or I'm going to kiss you.”

She grinned and bit her bottom lip again immediately.

I smiled. “Vixen. You'll pay for that later.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

I kissed her cheek and settled her into the passenger seat.

“Be right back.”

I shut the door and folded the wheelchair to put it in the trunk. When I got to the back, I realized Amantha hadn't given me the keys.

As I started around the car, I saw a devious look cross her face and the trunk popped open.

I laughed and loaded the wheelchair inside, then I went to the driver's side. I opened the door and sank into the car.

“Thanks for opening the trunk,” I said as I pulled the door shut behind me.