Free Hunter: Rockstar Romance (The ProVokaTiv Series Book 2) by Cara Nelson Page A

exterior. So far, anyway.
    Twenty minutes later, we were staring down at a canyon from on top of a bridge, getting harnessed up, and preparing to take the ultimate jump.
    “Can we go at the same time?” I asked the guide. I’d looked at Trinity and as olive as her skin was, she was looking a bit peaked.
    “There are two spots,” he said.
    “Afraid I’ll chicken out if you go first?” Trinity asked.
    “You talk tough, but I sense your fear, Trin.”  I laughed and she frowned. “Let’s do this!”
    “On the count of three, go,” the guide began. “Remember, don’t resist the bungee, just go with the flow and enjoy the freedom.”
    “Freedom? We’re tied up,” Trinity commented.
    “At least you’re used to that,” I teased.
    She flipped me off, but couldn’t hide her nervous smile.
    I nodded my head to her and commented I was ready to the guide. Trinity said the same thing. I leaned over and gave her a kiss and she was a smart ass. “Hopefully that’s not the kiss of death,” she said. Then we jumped.
    The freefall was amazing, making entire sentences and movies play out in my mind, but it was so quick. I looked over to see how Trinity was doing, and to make sure she’d actually jumped, and the swearing, screaming, and laughter all rolled into one unique sound showed me that she had. She just wasn’t as low down to the ground as I was.
    “Whew!” I shouted, hearing my voice echo against the rocks of the cliffs that surrounded Mono Lake. I looked down and saw crystal blue water below me. It seemed like I was going to go right into it, but just as the guide said, about five feet short of it, the bungee sent me flying upward again. Down and up I went, and Trinity went, too.
    Then we were left there, dangling above the water, and staring at each other.
    “I feel like a bat,” she said. “This is probably what they see when they’re dangling upside down.”
    “I don’t think bats can see, but I get the point.”
    She laughed and all the concern that had been on her face evaporated. She was absorbed in the moment and having fun. Then the boat, which had a large flat surface on it, came up and stopped below us. Trinity first, and the guys helped her off the bungee. Once her feet were on the flat, she put her arms up in the air. “Yes!”
    I was next, and when I was feet down, I felt the rush of the blood leaving my head and going back to the rest of my body. It was awesome. I staggered over to Trinity, and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. “We did it!”
    “That was ridiculously fun,” she said. “Maybe we should do the tree one, too.”
    “Really?”
    “Absolutely. If you’re going to go for it, go big, right?”
    “Let’s do it.”
    An hour later, we were leaving the place, feeling like we were the king and queen of the forest, and it was amazing, really exhilarating.
    “That was so fun, but I’m freezing now,” Trinity said when we got into the car.
    I cranked the heat up, and we drove off, headed toward the small bar and grill that everyone raved about who went hiking and skiing up in this area. The sky was starting to get darker, though, and I was bummed about the rain. It was not fun to drive in heavy rain, especially in the mountains.
    “Did you bring something warmer to wear?”
    “I have jeans, but no sweatshirt. It was so nice when we left.”
    “And it’s still nice in LA, just not so much here,” I replied. “Let’s stop and get you a sweatshirt or something.”
    “A sweatshirt?”
    “Well, there’s no designer mall up here. Either freeze or wear a sweatshirt,” I said. “I think you’ll look great either way.”
    “That’s because you want to get in my pants,” Trinity said, laughing.
    “No, it’s because you’re beautiful,” I replied.
    An awkward silence followed, and I pulled into a gift shop outside of the ski resorts in the area. We went in, and the only thing they had in a size that would fit Trinity was a blue sweatshirt with light blue written