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`` it 's okay .
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just level it out .
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you always want your runway target spot to stay in the same fixed spot on the windshield . ''
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as megan stared ahead , she realized how close they were getting to the runway , and in turn , the ground .
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suddenly she was n't so sure if she could land the plane .
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it was one thing taking off , but it seemed like there was so much more that could go wrong when landing .
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`` u-uh , p-pesh , '' she stammered .
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`` yeah ? ''
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he asked casually .
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`` i do n't think i can do this . ''
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she cut her eyes over to him .
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`` i ca n't land the plane .
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it 's too scary . ''
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`` yes , you can . ''
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megan shook her head furiously back and forth .
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`` no really .
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you need to take back the controls .
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i could cause us to crash . ''
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`` but i have faith in you . ''
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`` really ? ''
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`` of course .
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i would n't let you do this if i did n't think you could . ''
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she stole a glance at him , taking in his earnest expression .
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god , he really and truly believed in her .
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and it was n't just about the fact they were banging each other every chance they got alone .
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no , he saw through to the real her .
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after taking a deep breath , she felt herself slowly calming down .
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`` fine .
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i 'll try , but i 'm not making any promises . ''
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`` that 's my girl , '' pesh replied .
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`` what should i do now ? ''
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`` all right , now you need to pull the throttle all the way out as well as pulling back on the wheel to keep the nose from dipping . ''
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clearing her throat that felt as dry as sandpaper , megan jerked on the throttle button before pulling on the steering wheel .
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it was a little harder considering how sweaty her hands were .
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`` keep it steady .
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you 're doing great . ''
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as they came closer and closer to the runway , megan fought the urge to close her eyes , but she realized that would not be the right thing to do .
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instead , she braced herself for the impact .
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the moment the wheels hit the asphalt she shrieked and clutched at the steering wheel .
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`` do n't fight the bounce .
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we 're fine .
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you 're fine . ''
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they skidded along the pavement .
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`` okay , now ease up on the wheel and push on the tops of both pedals to apply the brakes . ''
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without thinking , megan stomped her feet , causing the plane to screech .
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`` easy , '' pesh said .
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she let her feet off the brakes , and they began to coast .
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`` now you 're going to bring it back into the hanger . ''
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`` oh , hell no !
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i would end up mowing out the side of the building or another plane ! ''
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megan cried .
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pesh 's amused chuckle died quickly at the death glare she shot him .
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`` megan , you 'll do fine .
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you just landed a plane .
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i think you can handle pulling into a hanger . ''
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she scowled at him .
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`` fine .
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but when you have to file a huge insurance claim , i 'm going to say 'i told you so . ' ''
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`` we 'll see , '' he replied .
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she could tell he was fighting back a smile the way he kept biting down on his lip .
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`` all right , take a right here , '' he said , pointing to where the runaway split .
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she turned the wheel to the right and began easing her foot down on the brake when she saw the hangers come into view .
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`` which one is yours ? ''
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`` i share the third one .
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luckily for you , it 's pretty much a straight shot in .
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just watch out for my dad 's plane . ''
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megan jerked her horrified gaze over to his .
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`` i could be taking out your dad 's plane ? ''
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pesh shook his head .
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`` you 're not going to take out anyone 's plane , megan .
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i have faith in you . ''
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she gripped the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white .
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after taking a deep breath and giving herself a mental pep talk , she started slowly easing the plane inside the hanger .
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even though she was far away from the back wall , she hit the brakes .
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`` is this okay ? ''
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`` looks good to me .
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now you want to pull on the red knob . ''
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`` the one that says mixture ? ''
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`` yeah , that 's the one .
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it will kill the engine . ''
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when megan pulled on the knob , the plane shuddered into silence .
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she could n't help sitting absolutely frozen for a few moments , processing everything that had happened .
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pesh 's hand reached out to rub her shoulder .
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`` you okay over there ? ''
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he asked .
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turning her head , she smiled .
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`` i think so . ''
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`` you were starting to worry me for a minute . ''
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`` i think i was worrying myself . ''
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pesh 's warm laugh made her tingle in parts it should n't .
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with the adrenaline depleting from her system , she knew exactly what she wanted to do .
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or maybe the more appropriate word was who she wanted to do .
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frantically , she unbuttoned her seat belt and dove over into his lap .
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`` megan , what in the hell are you doing ? ''
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he demanded .
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her response to his question was to kiss him .
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greedily her mouth devoured his lips .
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as her tongue thrust into his mouth , her hand went between them to cup his growing erection .
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he groaned while she worked him over his pants .
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when she rose up on her knees to get a better grip of him , she banged her head against the ceiling of the plane .
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