As a hiker, Mira was no stranger to high vistas and sweeping views. She’d earned those rewards with aching knees and sore feet. But this . . . this felt like cheating.
Tommy cued the burners and sent another breath of fire into the balloon overhead. They climbed. Around them, the wicker basket rocked and groaned. Below, the ground shrank a little more.
“Well,” Tommy said. “What do you think? Pretty great, huh?”
“It’s nice,” she lied.
It wasn’t a bad first date. Most girls would be impressed — or terrified.
“I love it,” Tommy said.
It told Mira everything she needed to know.