okay more than one line, but i feel like i can't post one line hahahaha like i want people to kind of understand the context.. just a little hahaha
but this is a little something from my fic Search and Rescue!
“Do me a favor, hon. I need you to open your eyes.”
You shook your head, “I can’t,” you whimpered.
“You can, I know you can. If I’m gonna get you out of here, and I am, I need you to help me help you, okay? Don’t look down, okay? Turn your head toward your window.”
Doing as he instructed, you turned your head left, keeping your eyes pressed shut for a moment longer before forcing them open.
If it weren’t for the panic attack stealing all the oxygen out of your lungs, this man would’ve done the trick. You opened your eyes and stared at one of the most beautiful men you’d ever seen.
His captivating blue eyes met yours through the hard plastic of his safety goggles, framed by long black lashes. Chris dangled from the helicopter by a thick rope, a safety harness secured around his lower half.
He hung onto the rope with one hand, the other lifted in a wave. “Told ya you could do it.” He smiled the most perfect lopsided grin before turning serious again. “I need you to listen to me,” he spoke through a black foam microphone that was attached to the safety helmet on his head, only bringing your attention to the sharp cut of his jawline instead of the words he was saying. “Are you listening?”
“Yes,” you answered quickly, refocusing on the fact that you were 7 feet from plummeting to your death.
He smiled softly again, a dimple forming in his right cheek. If this man got you out of here, you were going to marry him. “I’m gonna break your window, okay? Once the glass is clear, I’m gonna slide you this harness. I need you to get it as secure as you can without moving too much, okay?”
The cute guy distraction was over and you were right back to panicking. “What if I don’t?”
Chris shook his head, “Not an option. You’re going to do fine. Just listen to what I tell you, okay?"