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flashed a thumbs-up and sprinted to the edge of the field. TJ guided Pam and popped her into the cabin, climbed after her and shut the door firmly. She searched for seatbelts and he reached to help her, then tapped Shaun on the shoulder. When the clamor of the props increased to painful decibels, he grabbed the headsets hanging on the sidewall. After slipping hers on, he showed her the buttons to press to talk.
    “You comfy?” He rearranged the daypacks at their feet, leaning closer under the disguise of adjusting her seatbelt.
    “Great. Where are we headed?”
    Paradise, he hoped. “Look out the left window, there’s Mount Logan. Almost twenty thousand feet or six thousand metres, it’s the tallest in Canada and second tallest in North America.”
    She leaned across his body to see out his side window and her hair fell like a curtain across him. Sweet smelling. A combination of jasmine and her own natural scent. The one that made his eyes cross and his pants grow far too tight.
    “Gorgeous. Is that the glacier you mentioned?”
    He pointed out the other window, wrapped his arm around her and carried on with the tour. Every trip he’d done over the past years came in handy as he managed to answer most of her questions.
    The tour also helped time to pass. Once out of Kluane National Park, they dipped around Sheep Mountain, leaving behind the Alaskan highway to head deeper into the bush. Thick forest spread under them, rising and falling in endless green waves. Shaun gestured in the air and TJ’s excitement rose. They were almost there. He squeezed Pam’s fingers. Somehow her hand had found its way into his and he didn’t want to let go.
    “You want to land?” he asked her.
    She grinned at him. “You mean it?”
    Outside the window was the foot of a pristine mountain lake, a field of wild grasses stretching from the shore toward the tree-covered foothills of the mountain. Shaun maneuvered his way to the north where a sparkling brook raced into the lake. He settled the chopper in a small meadow, and TJ cracked open the door, hopped out and reached to help Pam.
    Of course, when she lost her balance and landed on top of him he was torn between cursing his bad luck and longing to stay there forever.
    Stick to the plan . “It’s noisy here. Let’s move a bit.”
    “Is he going to stop the propellers?”
    Highly unlikely, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. Yet. She laughed as he rolled, bringing her to her feet and running away from the chopper until they could speak without shouting.
    “Do we have long enough I can go touch the lake?”
    “Sure.” He followed her, and she spun her arms out in a circle, breathing in huge drafts of the air. She looked wild and alive and vital, and he was head over heels in love.
    “Race you.” She was off. TJ chased her, catching her before they lost the grass underfoot. He tackled her carefully, twisting as they fell to put her in his arms, resting on top of him. It took a second for the utter shock of having succeeded without breaking bones, his or hers, to fully register.
    “Well, hello. Weren’t we here a couple of minutes ago?” Pam teased, resting her elbows on his chest and cradling her chin in her hands.
    “I think we were almost here. There’s one thing missing.”
    He cupped her head and lowered her lips to his. Her taste twined around him and sucked him under, the feel of his mate resting on top of him the best thing he’d ever experienced.
    She responded with enthusiasm, exploring with her tongue, kissing him back with as much passion as he wished. She pulled her legs up to straddle him and her warm crotch rested on his groin. A faint movement of her hips and the contact increased. Oh hell, he was going to explode if she wiggled again.
    Pam sat upright, the highlights in her hair shining red in the sun’s bright light. She grinned at him. “Well, I seem to have you at my mercy, but we probably need to be going soon, right?”
    The loudening flap flap of