Caged Eagles by Kayla Hunt Read Free Book Online

loved surveying his surroundings at this speed. He was perfectly safe, yet only a single bar held him back from immediate danger. Trevor’s body buzzed with adrenaline.
    Sarah was the first released from the ride. She had a huge smile on her face and the golden specks of amber twinkled in her eyes. There in the sun she looked more beautiful than Trevor had ever seen her. The strands of red in her hair became visible in the sun, brilliant and strong.
    Before Trevor could get one word in edgewise, Sarah had dragged him off to the roller coaster nearest to them. Again, he watched her smile become nervous, her breathing shallow, and her knuckles white as she clutched her seat. He studied her all afternoon on every ride she hauled him to. She always repeated this ritual. Trevor was sure the water rides made her happier than she had ever been; her laughter rang through the air along with the small giggles of the children around them.
    Late that afternoon, as the sun was setting, the couple sat on the Ferris wheel. The director stopped the ride, leaving them suspended at the top. Sarah gripped the bar in front of her.
    â€œHeights again, Sarah?” Trevor asked, putting his hand over hers.
    â€œYes,” she whispered. Trevor pulled her hand from the bar and held it tightly in his. It was cool to the touch.
    â€œOkay, so now if anything happens I will fall too.”
    â€œTrevor, don’t say that!” Sarah squealed.
    â€œOkay, let me rephrase that, if something happens I have a hold of you. There is no way you can fall.” Trevor took her other hand from the metal bar. Sarah drew in a sudden breath of air.
    â€œHow can you save me from falling? You have your hands in mine?” she asked.
    â€œI’m talented, just trust me. Do you trust me, Sarah?” Trevor raised an eyebrow. Sarah nodded. “Why do you get on these rides if you are so scared?”
    â€œFor the feeling of really living after it’s over.” Sarah replied.
    â€œWhat I don’t get is why you close your eyes. Are you certifiably insane?”
    â€œNo, I close them because then I can think logically, tell myself I will be fine. I can only feel the rush of air around me and the feeling of falling but inside my head I’m calm.”
    â€œYep, definitely psychotic,” he teased. “But I have to say, you have guts, Miss Morrison.”
    Sarah forced a smiled onto her lips and squeezed Trevor’s hand. The Ferris wheel had begun again and the soft breeze blew around them. Trevor watched Sarah. She was an angel on earth. Women were not like her anymore. She had an air about her of complete purity. A soft pink rose was the perfect way to describe her.
    Sarah locked her eyes on Trevor’s. She softly gasped and he knew her heart had skipped a beat. She wasn’t the type of woman to jump into a meaningless, five-minute physical relationship. Trevor respected her–no, he adored her, and it was plain to see in his evergreen eyes. The couple drew closer and closer until their lips just touched. The kiss was gentle yet full of passion. Sarah rested one hand on the side of his face. The ride slowly came to a stop along with their kiss.
    â€œThat was perfection.” Sarah squeezed Trevor’s hand as they got off the ride. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
    â€œSarah, you made it through the ride.”
    â€œI know, I had no reason to be scared of falling this time.” Sarah stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek.
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    â€œDoes your office always throw a Halloween party?” Trevor yelled from the couch. He could hear Sarah shut the oven door in the kitchen and set something down on the counter. He reclined on her couch, but had just read the invitation that had been sitting on her glass coffee table.
    â€œYes,” she called from the kitchen. Trevor leaned farther back to inhale the wonderful smell of cookies. Sarah