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“
There
,
you
’
ll
do
,
”
he
says
mildly
,
but
his
eyes
are
gleaming
.
“
Do
you
have
your
hair
tie
from
yesterday
?
”
I
nod
.
“
You
want
me
to
put
my
hair
up
?
”
“
Yes
.
”
I
quickly
do
as
I
’
m
asked
.
“
In
you
go
,
”
Christian
commands
.
He
’
s
still
so
bossy
.
I
go
to
climb
into
the
back
.
“
No
,
front
.
The
pilot
sits
in
the
back
.
”
“
But
won
’
t
you
be
able
to
see
?
”
“
I
’
ll
see
plenty
.
”
He
grins
.
I
don
’
t
think
I
have
ever
seen
him
so
happy
—
bossy
,
but
happy
.
I
clamber
in
,
settling
down
into
the
leather
seat
.
It
is
surprisingly
comfortable
.
Christian
leans
over
,
pulls
the
harness
over
my
shoulders
,
reaches
between
my
legs
for
the
lower
belt
,
and
slots
it
into
the
fastener
that
rests
against
my
belly
.
He
tightens
all
the
restraining
straps
.
