![]() ![]() And jumping with Blake would be the ultimate experience. ![]() The first time she'd jumped, with the two instructors he'd arranged, had scared her to death, but it was exciting too. She didn't realize what she was getting into, and she still looked nervous now, and wondered how she had let him talk her into it. It was only their third date, and Blake had made skydiving sound so enticing that after her second cosmopolitan, she had laughingly said yes to the invitation to skydive with him. The following day, Blake had paid for eight hours of instruction for her and a test jump with the instructors. And it was always a joy for him to share the wonders of it with someone else.īelinda had agreed to it the week before, over drinks in a very prestigious private nightclub in South Beach. Skydiving had been one of his many passions for years. “Trust me, Belinda, it will open,” Blake Williams promised her with a look of total confidence. She was a tall, beautiful blonde with a gorgeous body and exquisite face. “What if my parachute doesn't open?” she said, glancing over her shoulder at him with a look of terror. The man standing behind her was telling her to jump. The plane was just high enough for the landscape to have a postcard quality to it, but the wind rushing in through the open hatch distracted the young woman clutching the safety strap so that all she could see was the vast expanse of sky beneath them. The small single-engine Cessna Caravan pitched and rolled alarmingly over the swamps west of Miami. ![]()
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