(Penny’s POV) “Do you know what we’re going to do, Dulce?” Maximo growled softly in my ear, pushing into me until my back was pressing against the glass. I swallowed nervously, shaking my head in response to his question. Naturally, I was afraid of heights, and even though the mesmerizing view had drawn me in, I had been watching from a safe distance until he came along and pressed me right against the glass. But his words continued to ring in my head. Trust. I could trust him. “There’s no need to be scared, Dulce… this glass is not breaking anytime soon.” He assured me with a teasing smirk, a hint of concern in his eyes. How was he always so in sync with me, to the extent of picking up on emotions I was trying to hide? I knew what he was doing. He was trying to challenge me int