Page 87 of Little Sunshine

“Some work came up that I can’t do from home. Figured you were probably getting cabin fever.”

Yes, in this tiny, dilapidated shack.

“I get to work with you?” I asked.

“You get to hang out while I work.”

I had no clue what exactly that entailed. But considering I’d almost thrown myself at a man who was so far outside of my league, we weren’t even playing the same sport, I would take it.

I could use the change of scenery.

And to touch grass.

For whatever reason, I’d assumed we’d be going to Moonlight. There’d been a pit of dread and guilt at the thought of returning to the scene of the crime.

My literal crime.

Instead, Ash pulled his big SUV onto a private road at a different resort.

“Where are we?” I asked as he swiped something to lift the little bar thingy.

“Sunrise.”

I wanted to question that, but something in the distance caught my eye just before Ash pulled into a parking garage. “What was that?”

“What was what?”

“Behind the building. It looked like really tall construction beams or something.”

“It’s a drop tower.”

I didn’t respond since I had no clue what that meant other than it sounded not good.

“It’s a ride,” he explained without me having to ask. “It slowly raises riders to the top and then drops them.”

“People want that?”

He smiled as he pulled into a spot. “The tickets sell out most days, so yeah. They want it.”

“I can’t believe people pay for the risk of dying.”

“They pay for the wild ride that leaves their heart racing, reminding them they’re alive,” Ash rumbled before he climbed out and closed the door.

I didn’t follow immediately. His innocuous words created a tingle between my legs as I thought about a different way to make my heart pound.

If kissing him earlier would’ve been a massive mistake…

Scowling at myself, I got out and slammed the door a little harder than necessary.

And then I almost tripped when Ash asked, “Do you want to ride it?”

My brain short-circuited. “What?”

“The drop tower. We can head there now.”

Oh. Right. That makes more sense than the gutter my brain traveled down.

What the hell has gotten into me?