Madison Hart fights to keep her engagement to billionaire Jace Harrison, who questions her investment. The world of fame surrounding her intensifies. Jace's ex girlfriends test Maddy, so does his family. A spotlight of negativity is on her, yet ever...
Through the jet windows I make out a white sand dessert. I'm not sure where we are, but the terrain has changed from orange desert to white sand. The craft passes a national desert. Its size is monumental. Jace leaves his seat to open a wall compartment. He unhooks a hang glider.
"I had a feeling it involved jumping." I stand from my seat.
"Still up for it?"
I cautiously probe the glider. "Yeah...it'll be fun." My voice cracks with fear. I act tougher than I am. "Like you said, I'm going to go for it and live a little."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." I say in a high-pitched tone. "Let's do it."
Jace holds a hand out for me, which I go to take. "You'll be in front while I steer. I've done this a hundred times, don't be afraid." He straps the glider to his back, then buckles me into the constraints for arms, legs, and crotch. Then does the same to himself. "Halt trajectory." The jet plane pauses midair, hovering. "Open the side hatch."
The door before us departs at the middle. I inhale all the surrounding air until I can't take in anymore. The still jet gives an illusion of moving due to the quick motion of the clouds. The muffled winds block out all sound. I can barely hear Jace. I think he's asking if I'm ready. I nod and clench my hands closed nervously.
Jace leaps from the jet. My stomach inverts and turns upside down. The gravity of my abdomen swirls. It feels light and free...yet scary and alarming.
(PLAY THE MUSIC)
We sky fall, dipping past the clouds. The fluffy whiteness turn to mist as we breakthrough. The glider expands behind me. The long wings fan out far to each side, 10 feet long. I turn my head to see the wings withstand intense wind pressure. They don't budge. I look down at the pale sand far below. The desert resembles a ruffled blanket, almost creating creases like cloth. The sun shines down, lighting the sand up like diamonds.
Jace slowly unball my fists from the tight lock I have them in. He frees my fingers and allows me to copilot the mechanical wings with him. One tug downward sends us plummeting lower to the ground. I let out a scream of pure, happy terror. I hear my husband laughing. We maneuver the glider in dipping soars, flips, nose dives, high dives and 360 circles.
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Oregon, Toketee Falls. A waterfall surrounded by clay colored, jagged rock. Jace and I let the stream sway us down to the main waterfall. I wear a skimpy bathing suit for him since we're alone.He must have cleared the entire forest for our honeymoon, I saw no one else on the path. I grab a boulder that's secure, so I don't reach the ledge. The way down is 200 feet. No way am I jumping. I hang on while my lovebug goes for a cliff dive. He outs his arms and legs like an eagle before cannon balling, flipping. Engaging his shoulders, arms, core and legs. I cringe when he slaps the water.
