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Title: Fourth Point of Contact
Series: Owens Protective Services, Book 30
Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Release Date: June 23, 2025
“Bet you didn’t plan on learning to skydive today.”
“This is not skydiving,” she shouted. “This is gracefully falling to your death! I would have preferred the fiery plane crash!”
I looked around, spotting Chase and Nick in the distance. They were further to the left, having jumped out after me. We’d have to hike through the mountains to get to them, but at least we were alive. For now.
“I have a confession to make!” she shouted over the roar of the wind.
“What’s that?”
“I really don’t like heights!”
I chuckled, holding her tighter to me. “It’s a little late to change your mind about taking that flight.”
“I have another confession,” she yelled. “I think you’re really sexy!” She looked up into my eyes, her cheeks bright red from the wind whipping at us. “I just thought I should say that in case I plummet to my death! I can’t have anything hanging over my head!”
“That’s alright,” I laughed.
“And I also didn’t pay my taxes last year!”
“Well, I think you’ll be okay.”
“And I accidentally called my fiancé Big Bad Dick in an email once. Except, I was responding to a group email and sent it to everyone instead of him!”
I guided us to the right, hoping to make it to a clearing, laughing the whole fucking time as she spilled her guts to me.
“And when I was in college, I stuck my roommate’s hand in water while she was sleeping because she told me I looked fat in my jeans. She wet the bed and was made fun of for three months!”
“That’s—”
“And when I was in high school, I was working at this shop and I really had to go to the bathroom. The toilet wouldn’t flush and I’d gone number two. I was so scared about them finding my poop that I pulled it out with toilet paper and stuffed it in the trash!”
I choked on a laugh. “You did what?”
“They were going to see my shit! But then the garbage didn’t get emptied and it smelled like shit in the bathroom. I was mortified!”
“I think confession time is done—”
“And I always told James I liked it when he fingered me, but he was horrible at it! I was just too chicken to tell him!”
Now, that was interesting, but I didn’t have time to discuss it further as we soared toward our landing.
“This is not skydiving,” she shouted. “This is gracefully falling to your death! I would have preferred the fiery plane crash!”
I looked around, spotting Chase and Nick in the distance. They were further to the left, having jumped out after me. We’d have to hike through the mountains to get to them, but at least we were alive. For now.
“I have a confession to make!” she shouted over the roar of the wind.
“What’s that?”
“I really don’t like heights!”
I chuckled, holding her tighter to me. “It’s a little late to change your mind about taking that flight.”
“I have another confession,” she yelled. “I think you’re really sexy!” She looked up into my eyes, her cheeks bright red from the wind whipping at us. “I just thought I should say that in case I plummet to my death! I can’t have anything hanging over my head!”
“That’s alright,” I laughed.
“And I also didn’t pay my taxes last year!”
“Well, I think you’ll be okay.”
“And I accidentally called my fiancé Big Bad Dick in an email once. Except, I was responding to a group email and sent it to everyone instead of him!”
I guided us to the right, hoping to make it to a clearing, laughing the whole fucking time as she spilled her guts to me.
“And when I was in college, I stuck my roommate’s hand in water while she was sleeping because she told me I looked fat in my jeans. She wet the bed and was made fun of for three months!”
“That’s—”
“And when I was in high school, I was working at this shop and I really had to go to the bathroom. The toilet wouldn’t flush and I’d gone number two. I was so scared about them finding my poop that I pulled it out with toilet paper and stuffed it in the trash!”
I choked on a laugh. “You did what?”
“They were going to see my shit! But then the garbage didn’t get emptied and it smelled like shit in the bathroom. I was mortified!”
“I think confession time is done—”
“And I always told James I liked it when he fingered me, but he was horrible at it! I was just too chicken to tell him!”
Now, that was interesting, but I didn’t have time to discuss it further as we soared toward our landing.
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