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" I pry her hand from my arm, one finger at a time. “All right, here’s what we’re going to do. You’re going to put your hand on the stick and fly the helicopter.”
Her eyes spring open. “What?”
“You’re afraid because you feel out of control,” I tell her calmly. “This will make you feel better.”
“You want me to touch your stick so I’ll feel better?” she asks incredulously. “Sounds like a line.”
I laugh. “No line. But…my stick always makes everything better. You can’t go wrong touching it.” I take her hand and put it on the control, teasing her.
“That’s it, grip it firmly, but don’t strangle it. Don’t stroke, just hold it for now—I know it’s big—get used to the feel of it in your hand.”
Olivia snorts. “You are a dirty, dirty man. "
― Emma Chase , Royally Screwed (Royally, #1)