“This is ridiculous,” Harley mumbled.
Connor snickered. “Are you ready?”
Harley snorted as he tilted back his head to make eye contact with Connor. “Do I have a choice?”
Connor seemed even more amused now. “This is going to be so much fun, babe.”
“What do you—shit! Connor, what’s happening?”
The boat abruptly started moving on its own at a breakneck speed toward the deeper end of the water. Harley gasped in shock when a massive hole appeared in front of them. He shut his eyes as he clung onto Connor’s waist. He had no idea why the angel was whooping and laughing. He was scared, and he felt as if he wanted to puke. When this terrifying ordeal was over, and he ended up dead, he would kick Connor’s ass. Hard.
He hugged Connor even harder as the boat continued to fall. He couldn’t comprehend why or how he and Connor were still standing as the boat dropped deeper into the hole. Terrified beyond words, he could focus only on the feeling of Connor’s warm body against his.