[Her giggles echo through the air as he spins her around, her hair catching in the wind, and she "stumbles" back to his chest, catching with a hand grabbing hold of his shirt to keep her balance. And with his voice in her ear, she feels her breath hitch just so, a warmth creeping up into her cheeks and her heart beating just a little quicker.]
And how exactly am I going to escape with you on it? Unless I plot to throw you overboard—
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And how exactly am I going to escape with you on it? Unless I plot to throw you overboard—
[She presses a hand to her lips.]
Oops.