Chapter 248. Christmas Morning

Colt’s hand tightened around me, his voice somehow managing to coo me into calmness despite our basket plunging us fast into our deaths. 

But suddenly the basket stopped, like invisible ropes had shot out and hooked onto it.

I opened my eyes a peak, and saw the screen flicker one last time before returning to default. 

Wordlessly, Colt stretched an arm over my head and activated descent despite us having floated to God knows where.

The basket descended into a frozen over field. 

Colt helped me out first, and jumped after me, pulling his phone out to call his guards to come pick us up as he simultaneously shared our location. 

His voice was calm, his posture easy, but he was furious, very furious. It was easy to tell after all these months of our relationship. 

He took my face between his hands then, his eyes searching. “Are you OK? Do you feel good?”

I opened my lips to tell him I was simply glad to be off that damn t