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was strapped into a complicated—and hopefully very safe—contraption. Only fair that she go first.
    Right?
    Sounded good in theory. But she screamed when the first rush of wind lifted her from the launch pad, and she gripped the strap in front of her so tightly her fingers promptly went numb.
    She screamed when Summer waved to her from the shore. Summer, who was one little tiny dot on the sand. Oh my God, Becca thought, slamming her eyes closed, screaming again.
    Adventure, a very teeny voice reminded her.
    So she opened her eyes. And continued to scream when she looked down from her height ofover one hundred and fifty feet and could see the entire Tahoe Basin spread out beneath her.
    Oh my God!
    When they started to lower her, and her stomach switched places with her now scrambled brain, and she kept on screaming. The rush was amazing, huge, and worth every penny of the exorbitant fee she’d paid to be scared witless.
    At fifty feet she started breathing again. At twenty-five feet she waved triumphantly down to Summer, who was standing next to a tall, dark, handsome looking man… Twenty feet…
    Kent.
    He was standing there next to Summer, head tipped back as he studied her descent with an inscrutable look on his face.
    Still okay, Becca told herself at fifteen feet. You’re okay. Exhilaration raced through her, both because she’d had her first and second adventures already, and now Kent was looking at her in a way that made her think her third adventure might be far more interesting than she could have imagined.
    Their gazes met, his dark and strangely fierce. A tingle started in her stomach, which was now thankfully back in it’s rightful place behind her belly button.
    Ten feet.
    And she remembered, she was looking pretty hot. Her hair, her makeup…had he noticed?
    Oh yeah, she could tell by the way he was staring at her that he most certainly had noticed.
    Yep, everything was going pretty darn good, and it remained that way…right up until the time she missed the launch pad on her descent and hit the icy, cold water of Lake Tahoe.
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    S HE DREAMED ABOUT IT , the mascara running down her face in oh-so-attractive rivulets, her clothing plastered to her body like a second skin as they’d hauled her out of the water, dripping like the catch of the day.
    And was rudely awakened by the alarm.
    Groaning, Becca buried her head because it wasn’t just a dream—it had really happened.
    She wasn’t sorry she’d tried parasailing, she wasn’t even sorry she’d hit the water. That Kent had witnessed the whole thing was the sorry part. It was one thing to willingly make a fool of herself, but it was quite another to have an audience while doing it.
    He hadn’t laughed when they’d unceremoniously dumped her back on the launch pad at Summer’s feet, he hadn’t dared, but she thought maybe he’d wanted to.
    And what had he been doing there anyway?
    After making sure she was okay and as warm as possible behind the heater in her car, Kent had vanished as quickly as he’d arrived.
    Had Becca only imagined that flash between them? The sun had been setting, she remembered as she picked out one of her new outfits. It could have easily been a trick of light, that look in his eyes. Yeah, that was it.
    A few minutes later she stepped into her new panties. The red lace thong immediately gave her a wedgy, but Summer had insisted she try them.
    Doubtfully, she pulled on one of her new dresses and wondered if she would be able to go all day without yanking at her underwear.
    She also wondered what Kent would say to her today. Would he mention the new look?
    Probably not.
    She supposed her next adventure would have to be something other than jumping her hard-to-read boss. But what?
    Well it would have to come to her. Thoughtful, she drove to work and walked in the front door of Sierra Scientific Laboratory.
    Cookie, the receptionist, was on the phone, her