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

the low fuel light flashing. The city was a grid of blurred lights below us. I could see the hospital in the distance, a beacon of white light in the darkness.

“St. Jude’s helipad is on the roof,” I said. “It’s tight. And with this wind…”

“You can do it,” Veronica said. She reached out and put a hand on my arm. “Ethan. You fixed this machine. You know continue reading …