Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
She cuts me off as she stands up.
The Waveboat has a detachable jet ski in the middle. I can drive it, and it can carry one passenger.
"Okay, I’m detaching it," I said as I released the button. I walk towards it and position myself. I turn it on, and look at Charmie beside me.
"Can I hop in now?" she asks, looking anxious at everything.
I nod, and she carefully positions herself behind me. I tilt my head back and take a deep breath. Charm's legs touch around my legs, and my damn heart starts pounding like a tango.