Page 19 of Don't Look Down
LandonTheBull: I know that was hard for you to say, since you’re not patient at all lol. But thanks. I appreciate it.
Skysthelimit: Of course, darling!
LandonTheBull: Now, talk to me. Got anything planned for your days off?
Skysthelimit: Nothing concrete yet, especially now that I cut my time short this week. But I’ve definitely got the itch. I need something fun. I was thinking it’s been a while since I’ve gotten wet.
I’m referring to boating and jet skiing. Those activities, along with skydiving and hiking, are just a few of my favorite things. Land, air, and sea. They’re all covered. But wait, what the fuck did I just message Landon?
Skysthelimit: OMG. I mean… Not like that. Well… Definitely, that too, but I didn’t mean it that way… This time lol ??
Fuck, he makes me laugh, even if I’m just laughing at myself, by myself. Hopefully, he’s laughing too. Typing a new message, I clarify.
Skysthelimit: I meant that I like water sports. Ugh, my brain is a mess tonight.
Skysthelimit: Obvs not those kinds of water sports lol.
LandonTheBull: LMFAO
LandonTheBull: Obviously. Although, there’s no kink-shaming here if that is your thing. Judgment free zone.
My laughter continues at each new message we send.
Skysthelimit: Like. I meant literally.
Skysthelimit: Water sports in the actual water. Y’know? Boating, skiing, jet skiing, kayaking, or even some cliff diving depending on the location. I’d even settle with swimming if I absolutely had to. It’s a little too tame for my tastes.
LandonTheBull: Well… All of that sounded awesome. Like, sure, sign me up. Until you wrecked it with the cliff diving. Nope.
Skysthelimit: Why not? It’s fucking fun.
LandonTheBull: Heights and I get along as well as flying and I get along.
LandonTheBull: Which means not at all.
Skysthelimit: Oof. Really?
LandonTheBull: Yep. Oof is an understatement, but it sums it up, I guess. And you already know how I feel about flying. Taking a leap off a cliff? NOPE. Sounds like a nightmare to me.
Skysthelimit: Aww, it’s not so bad. Promise. And the adrenaline rush is top tier.
LandonTheBull: I’ll leave that specific rush to you. I prefer slightly less death-defying activities to get my adrenaline fix, but speaking of heights and flying…Funny enough I have to fly quite a bit for work. I just got back this morning actually. It fucking sucks.
Color me even more intrigued. Maybe I’ll put the pieces together before he tells me. It’s my new mission.
Skysthelimit: Oh, really? Tell me more.
“Skylar, are you coming back to work, or did you fall into a cookie coma in here?” Belinda’s voice scares the heck out of me. My body spasms in fear, a squawk of terror I’m not proud of exiting my mouth as my phone falls onto the couch next to me. I’m one step away from a pearl-clutch, but good Lord, she legit terrified me. I’m so focused on Landon that I apparently didn’t hear the door open. And I severely lost track of time. Shit.
“Fucking shit, B! You scared the fuck outta me! God. I just zoned out a teeny tiny bit.” I hold my fingers of my right hand up next to my face in a miniscule pinch. The look of disbelief on her face tells me she thinks I’m a lying liar.
She’s right. Dammit.
Her eyebrow pops up and her lips purse expectantly.
I crumble immediately under the weight of her stare.
“Okay, okay, I’m coming right now, B, gosh.” I sound like a petulant teenager, but she loves me anyway. Reaching over, I snag my phone and shoot off a final message to Landon.