Автор: Alison Roberts
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781408997956
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It was just a moment in time. A couple of heartbeats, but it was long enough to feel too long. As though something was being said that had nothing at all to do with the task in hand.
Or was she being over-sensitive again? Reading more into the interaction with her mentor because there was something about him that was so dangerously attractive?
Mikki dragged an unwilling line of vision away. Seeking distraction. She found it way above Tama’s head. ‘What’s that?’
‘What?’ Tama turned his head.
‘That … platform thing with the ladder.’ She pointed to the far corner of the hangar’s roof.
‘It’s a simulator. For winch training. That’s a skid and that pole thing that’s folded in at the moment is a boom.’
‘So you can hang from that? In a harness?’
‘You have to do some groundwork first. Learn how to use the harnesses and work with carabiners and what hand signals mean and so on. Then we start using the simulator.’
Mikki’s upward gaze was rapt. ‘Cool!’
‘Don’t get too excited.’ His tone was a warning. ‘Not everybody gets to do winch training and it’ll be a while before I’m ready to make a decision as to whether or not you’re a suitable candidate. Months, probably.’
Mikki just nodded. She didn’t want to catch Tama’s gaze and read a reminder that she hadn’t particularly impressed him with her skills so far. The silence that fell could have become awkward but the hangar door opened in the nick of time to admit the station manager, Andy.
‘HUET tomorrow,’ he informed Tama.
‘What? That’s not supposed to be on the agenda until next month.’
‘They brought it forward. Did you not see last week’s memo? The gear’s needed somewhere else next month. There’s no need to sound quite so unenthusiastic either. You knew it was coming.’
‘Yeah … but not tomorrow! We’re on duty.’
‘Relief crew’s coming in. They’re doing their training the following day. No excuses,’ Andy ordered. ‘You know how important this is, Tama, and you know it doesn’t happen very often. We go when we’re told.’ He smiled at Mikki. ‘You get to do it, too,’ he said. ‘You’re lucky. This only happens once every couple of years. We have to get the gear flown in from Australia for this and it’s a big deal. Great opportunity for you.’
Mikki had no idea what he was talking about but the enthusiasm was contagious. She returned the smile. ‘That’s great!’
‘Tell Tama that,’ Andy ordered, heading back to his office.
‘You have no idea what he’s talking about, do you?’ Tama asked drily.
‘No.’ Mikki caught her bottom lip between her teeth. ‘Hewy?’
‘H.U.E.T.,’ Tama spelt out. ‘Stands for Helicopter Underwater Escape Training.’
‘Oh …’
‘There’s a morning of theory in the classroom and then we get to go out to that sports complex where you did the pre-requisite. There’ll be a crane beside the diving pool and it has a cage that’s designed to replicate the fuselage and seating of a helicopter.’
Mikki could actually feel the sinking sensation in her heart. ‘And it goes in the pool?’ As if it hadn’t been a big enough ask, running up and down the steps beside that pool.
‘Yep.’
‘With people inside?’
‘Yep.’
‘Wearing clothes? And helmets? In harnesses and safety belts?’
‘Oh, yeah.’
‘And we have to escape and get to the surface so we don’t drown.’
‘More than once. We get to do it vertical a couple of times and then it goes in vertical and gets flipped on one side. And while it’s not compulsory, if you really want to get the most out of the training …’ Tama’s gaze was a steady challenge ‘… you can get turned completely upside down with or without blackout goggles.’
Good grief! This sounded like a lot more than she had bargained for in her training. The fear that might come from dangling from a winch line paled in comparison. Her heart skipped a beat and picked up speed but showing Tama how nervous the prospect made her feel was not an option.
She grinned. ‘Talk about being thrown in the deep end!’
Tama didn’t return the smile. ‘This is serious,’ he told her. ‘And dangerous. You won’t be forced to participate.’
‘Sounds like an opportunity I’d be stupid to miss.’ Mikki lifted her chin. ‘I’ll give it a go. Do we take turns?’
‘No. It’s crew training. We’ll all be in the crate together.’
Tama’s expression was controlled to the point of appearing empty but Mikki had no trouble interpreting what was going on behind those dark eyes. A female crew member who panicked and made the training even more dangerous for anyone else would be more than a liability.
She would be history.
Mikki swallowed hard, aware of goose-bumps rising on her arms. She had wanted a second chance to prove herself to this man. This may be bigger and scarier than any situation she would have preferred and it might not showcase any medical skills but this was it.
And, dammit, she was going to show Tama James what she was made of.
They were almost done.
A bedraggled knot of people—Tama, Josh, Steve and Mikki—stood on the side of the diving pool. They were wearing float suits, which were like their overalls with the addition of a special lining, but enough water had seeped in over the last hour to chill them and they all shivered occasionally as they listened to the man in charge of this practical session of their HUET.
‘You’ve done well,’ he was saying. ‘I’m impressed, guys. Especially with you, Mikki, given that you’ve only just started working with choppers.’
‘Th-thanks.’ The attempt to suppress a shiver failed but Mikki was smiling as she pushed back the sopping length of her braid that was still sending a trickle of water to drip off the pads of her life jacket.
Her dive mask was pushed to the top of her head and it made her face seem smaller. Her features were as delicate and perfectly proportioned as the rest of her body, Tama realised. He also had the thought that from any kind of a distance you would have considered this to be a child playing dressup. He was close enough to see the mature and steely determination in those blue eyes, however, and so far she had lived up to whatever standard she had deemed necessary.
Mikki had exceeded his expectations, that was for sure.
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