She Offered A Kiss As A Joke—And Underestimated The Man Who Could Save Her

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“We got it!” she yelled. “Get us back!”

The flight back was worse. The storm had intensified. The headwind was brutal. The fuel gauge was dropping faster than I liked.

“We’re burning too much fuel fighting the wind,” I said, scanning the instruments. “We’re going to be tight.”

“How tight?” Veronica asked.

“Fumes,” I said.

We hit Chicago airspace with continue reading …