“You can just call me the best partner, because I have every faith in your abilities to control this thing… maybe not at safe speeds, but I’m not worried about you crashing,” he said with easy confidence. Vera had proven time and time again that her instincts were sharp. Lethal when they needed to be. So when she told him to hold on tighter, he didn’t hesitate. Both arms wrapped firmly around her, his chin dipping against her shoulder as he murmured low in her ear, cheeky grin tugging at his mouth. “Thought you’d never ask.”
There wasn’t time for her reaction; Vera floored it immediately, and the jet ski surged forward with a roar. Water kicked up in sprays around them as they bounced across the waves, the thrill hitting like a rush straight to the chest. With Vera in charge, there was zero chance of boredom, only the question of whether he could keep up with her energy. He laughed, exhilarated, the sound nearly stolen by the wind. “I still can’t believe you’ve never done this before.”
"I don't take your faith in me for granted– I'd hope you'd know that," Vera smiled, although her words were swallowed up by the roar of jet ski's motor. They zipped along the water, salt clinging to her hair as it lashed around in the wind. "Neither can I," she confessed, laughter continuously spilling from her lips as they continued the ride. "Although this was a bad idea because now I'm tempted to do this forever," she mentioned.
As she gained confidence on the jet ski, she began to steer them around in zig zags and impressive curves across the water. "Perhaps I'm in for a career change," she added half-jokingly, adrenaline pumping through her veins as she let the thrill of the ride consume her. "Were you planning on swapping at some point? It's gonna be hard to get me out from behind the steering wheel," she threw over her shoulder at him.











