Sidonie’s face tightened for a moment.
Why? Because my life matters to me, that’s why. Putting myself on the line for strangers was never part of the plan
But when Trent challenged her, she responded, “Because now there’s someone I care about even more?”
“What?” Trent blinked.
Sidonie ignored the rescuer and confessed, “Trent, I care about you. I don’t want anything to happen to you. If you weren’t on this helicopter, I’d fly straight in, danger be d*mned. But you’re here, so I made a different choice. Quinn’s already gone in. We’ll wait. If she really can’t pull it off, I’ll drop you off and go back in.”
Trent felt his chest tighten. “I’m sorry, Sidonie. I shouldn’t have doubted you. I-”
“It’s fine. Just don’t question how I feel about you.”
The rescuer rolled his eyes so hard that it nearly gave him a headache. First, Sidonic insisted she had to pilot this mission. Then she dragged along a guy with a cast on his wrist. And now she was backing off the flight for his sake.
This is ridiculous. The guy even looks touched. What an idot. It’s obvious Sidonie’s just scared. She’s probably not that good of a pilot either. And frankly, I don’t want my life in her hands.
Sneering inwardly at the couple, the rescuer radioed the team on Quinn’s helicopter. “What’s the situation on your end?”
“We’re on site, preparing to rappel.”
“Copy. Good luck.”
Once the call ended, Sidonie and Trent exchanged a look.
“Ms. Stonehurst, since you’re so worried about this gentleman’s safety,” the rescuers said dryly, “maybe we should just head back. If things go sideways over there, you won’t make it back in time after dropping him off.”
Sidonie didn’t have a reply for that.
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