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screen glows a phosphor blue. He hits another button, and the sun's rays hit my face as the roof folds in origami fashion into the body of the car. I suppose he does resemble Bruce Wayne.
    His face sobers, and his voice carries a hint of diffidence when he speaks. "Do you still trust me?"
    What a complicated question, Dr. Jordan. Lots of stuff went down last night, and no one has elaborated on the situation. He pulls a black handkerchief from the pocket of his jeans and holds it in the air between us. The handkerchief. What's he going to do to me in the car... on the side of the street... in broad daylight?
    His eyebrows rise above the rim of his sunglasses. I nod even though this time I had to think about if I trusted him or not. I show him my answer by turning my head toward the passenger window.
    "Mmm." He hums his approval in my ear. My vision fades to black as the silky handkerchief covers my eyes, smooth and cool against my warm skin. He secures the knot snug around my head and gathers my hair, laying it over my left shoulder.
    His balmy breath prickles my ear. "All right, gorgeous. No peeking."
    No peeking? Slut Ivy has already cut slits in her handkerchief. Cheater. Feminist Ivy has hers tied up in her hair. She's not playing any of his games today.
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    Ivy
     
    My body barely moves with the twists and turns of the road. The molded passenger seat in this high-performance vehicle cradles my butt while the powerful engine rumbles beneath my feet. My loose hair whips around in the air like ribbons in a rhythmic gymnastics competition. The sun follows us and places summery kisses on my cheeks. The weather is unseasonably hot for September, and Jacade cranks up the Jag's air-conditioning. Why did he tell me to dress warm?
    The butterflies in my stomach have gone ballistic and not being able to see has upped the stress on my fragile nerves. The car stops and his soothing breath returns to my earlobe. "Keep the handkerchief on. I'm coming over to get you."
    My door clicks open, and he fiddles with the laces of my Converse non-heels. He pulls one off, then the other. I wiggle my freed tootsies in my socks.
    "Point your toes." He shoves and shimmies my running shoes on and ties them for me. "There, now your ankles might survive today unscathed." He takes my hands and escorts me up and out of the car.
    "Wrap your arms around my neck." When I do as instructed, he slips one arm behind my back and presses the other under my knees.
    "Whoa!" In one quick motion, I'm swept off my feet. He forges ahead with me still blindfolded in his arms.
    "I'm going to set you down now." He holds onto my waist and drops my feet to the ground. Cinching my shoulders, he hauls my backside to his front.
    His firm abs , hard cock ...
    "I want to give you everything you've ever dreamed of, Ivy. Including wings if you want to fly." He loosens the handkerchief and it falls off my face. My eyes blink to adjust to the brightness of the sun's rays.
    The sun bounces off an enormous aluminum airplane hangar. We're going flying?
    He laces our fingers together, entwined like a hand-sewn historic quilt. "Follow me." Okey dokey. I'll go anywhere you want me to go.
    I trip over my own feet a few times as we walk to the entrance, but his grip is firm, and he steadies me. He opens the metal door and reveals an airy space with concrete floors, and a polished aircraft in the middle of the bay. An older gentleman with dirty-blond hair pops his head out of the plane and waves. He jumps to the ground and wipes his oil-stained hands with a rag. Jacade waves back and jogs to meet him.
    "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," the man says to Jacade. His tie-dyed T-shirt with the words Dive Bombers  written across it is plagued with tiny holes from overuse and frequent washing. Shirts like those are the greatest.
    "Hey, Frank. Thanks for coming in today." Jacade's eyes light up, and he yanks Frank into a friendly hug.
    "Anything for you." He smiles at Jacade and gestures