see him. My knees started shaking so badly I thought I was going to hit the pavement before I got to his car.
He didn’t actually get out of the car, but he did lean across and open the passenger door for me. When I climbed in, Bob Marley’s “Everything’s Gonna Be Alright,” wafted softly through the stereo speakers. I immediately felt a tug at my heart. William noticed and quickly scooped up the remote, turning it down.
“You don’t like Bob Marley?” he asked earnestly.
“It’s not that. I love him,” I halfway smiled. “He was my mom’s favorite. Whenever I was upset about something, she would put on this song and start singing it while dancing around the room acting silly. In just a few minutes, I was over whatever it was that had me upset in the first place.”
He reached over and squeezed my hand in a comforting way, and my heart pounded inside my chest. “I didn’t know—I’ll change it.” His voice was velvety smooth and extremely sexy.
I gave him a sidelong glance, and behind his dark sunglasses he’d lowered his eyes briefly. “Don’t you dare!” I snagged the remote away from him and we both laughed. “Really. It’s good memories.”
I turned the song up and settled back deeper into my seat. Neither of us spoke until it ended. “So … where are we going?” I asked, smiling nervously.
“It’s a secret, and if I tell you I’ll have to kill you.” He briefly lowered his glasses, looked over the top of them, and grinned. “Let me ask you this … are you afraid of heights?” He sped up once we’d gotten on the highway.
“No. Why?” I asked while trying to get up the nerve to place my hand on top of his, which rested on the gear shifter.
He grinned, like he was being sneaky. “You’ll see,” he taunted and turned up the stereo.
We drove through the mountains for the better part of an hour, and just as I was about to nod off, we turned off the road after passing a sign that read, “Alaska Adventures.”
I glanced at William. He had the biggest grin on his face. “What have I gotten myself into?” Although I was apprehensive, for some reason I trusted William completely.
After parking we got out and I saw the “Treetop Tours” sign. We walked down a dirt path, except it was sort of more like a mud path, in the middle of some of the largest redwood trees I’d ever seen. A little ways down there was a small building he went inside while I waited.
A few minutes later, he walked out with a guy wearing a Hurley jacket and blue jeans, carrying three helmets.
“Gen, this is Mark. Mark, Gen. He’s our tour guide.” William took my hand and we followed Mark to a lift. I cupped my hand over my eyes when I looked up. My heart dropped when I discovered it went so high I couldn’t even see the top.
“It’s fine, I promise,” William said when I was reluctant to get on. I took his hand and climbed on pretending to be much braver than I really was.
When we got to the top, Mark buckled William and I into a sling type thing made for two people. I could feel my heart pounding in my throat, and my mouth was so dry I could hardly swallow. I was expecting him to attach himself to the line at some point, but instead he said he’d see us at the other end, then gave us a shove.
When we first took off I screamed and shut my eyes tightly after looking down from above the tree tops. We were so high up I couldn’t even see the ground below.
William laughed. “Open your eyes or you’ll miss it.”
“That’s my plan … to miss seeing myself fall to my death.” Even though it was freezing cold up there, I’d broken out into a sweat. Summer in Alaska didn’t mean warmth, it just meant sun.
“You said you weren’t afraid of heights.” He sounded amused.
“I thought you meant like airplanes or skyscrapers. Which means being inside somewhere looking out.” I cracked my eyes open a tiny bit as I started to get used to the feeling of hanging in mid air. Slowly my anxiety
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