Page 50 of Fierce-Matt
“That’s the only way to do it. Build the suspense. After this we are hitting the Air Racers, Afterburn, Cobra Strike and lastly, The Fury.”
“Are you going to want to go through these all multiple times?”
He wasn’t sure how much his head could take spinning, tilting and plunging if it was an all-day event. Not to mention his gut. There was a slow churning going on as if someone was stoking a fire that would force his contents up.
At least she didn’t want to hit every single rollercoaster. Only the high-level thrillers.
He hadn’t expected her to go right at it but wasn’t disappointed either.
“Nope,” she said. “Once on each, then we can chill and lower our heart rates the rest of the day. Some food, drink, and lounging. I want to hit the new Shore Club after some water slides.”
“That works for me.” Anything to get her out of her clothes and into a bathing suit.
It’d been a decade since he’d seen her in a bikini.
His teenage mind would never forget her floating on a blow-up flamingo, then turning to ride it like a horse.
She’d always been one to goof off and have fun. A smile and laugh.
He didn’t think she’d have a problem with his jokes.
She hadn’t.
The problem was him pushing the limit.
He wouldn’t make that mistake again.
Hours later, after their last thrill-seeking ride, his feet hit the platform and thankfully were steady.
“I can’t believe you took the day off for this,” Anya said when they were walking to get some food. “Or that you could last minute.”
Thursday worked the best for him this week and he’d hoped the crowds would be less.
“I didn’t have court and there was no way I was passing up this opportunity. It’s better to come during the week thanthe weekend and you were off. Last weekend being the holiday would have been crazy.”
Memorial Day week and people were still on vacation so it’d be busy, but he didn’t care enough to pass on her agreeing to this date.
He made more progress on Saturday night with Anya than he had in the three previous dates.
Was it the kiss that did it?
She wanted to have fun and that was exactly what he had planned. There was no way he was losing any traction now that she’d given him another chance.
If that meant giving these rides another whirl and hoping he didn’t puke in front of her, he was going to do it.
Who knows? She might try to get him to barf as her form of revenge for everything he’d done to her as a kid.
If it happened, he’d laugh right with her.
It hadn’t and after some food, he’d be back to normal.
“I’ve been busy too,” she said. “And I’m working at Fierce tomorrow night. I’ve got a closing in the morning.”
“Good for you,” he said.
“Yeah. It was a fast one from a few weeks ago. I’ve got some confidence back now. And some money to hit my account. Everything appears fairly solid on another home under contract. The inspector will be out next week, so I’ll go through with my client. The house is only four years old, so I see no worries.”
“What about your father’s business?”
