““When he suddenly banked to the left, I gasped. The jerk laughed and did it again. “Would you stop?” “Jet streams are a little crazy.” “You can feel that?” “Hold the yoke.” I looked down at the steering wheel thingie and how it moved. “I’m good.” “Afraid?” “Yep. I’m good with it. A healthy fear keeps you humble.” “Would you prefer to sit on my lap?” “You keep your filthy pilot fantasies to yourself, buddy.” He tipped his head back. “Seriously. Just try it.” “My mom used to say that to me to get me to eat peas. Didn’t like them either.””
