MIKA
The sound of rushing water fills my ears as I grip the edge of the board, my legs trembling with both excitement and terror. What the heck was I thinking? Channing is behind me, his strong hands holding my waist steady as the wave simulator roars to life, and I can barely hear him over the noise.
"Relax! I’ve got you,” he says in a teasing voice. “It’s like dancing. Balance and flow.”
“Dancing doesn’t try to kill you!” I yell back, squeezing my eyes shut, as the board moves beneath me. I scream and cling to him as if my life depends on it. Channing laughs, holding me firmly. He’s having so much fun with this, too much fun. “You’re doing great!”
“No, I’m not!” I yell again, but I can’t help laughing too. The thrill of it all is exhilarating. He keeps his hands on me as we glide over the wa……
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