One Percent of Love
"Jump. You love me to death, don't you? Didn't you say you'd do anything for me?"
Ethan Hart wanted me to throw myself off the observation deck of the tallest tower downtown, live, in front of the millions of people watching the broadcast.
I stood on the wrong side of the railing. Below me, traffic streamed through the streets and neon flickered in the distance.
His friends clapped and cheered. Vivian Lane laughed softly and curled herself against his arm.
Ethan's grin turned vicious. "Come on, don't waste everyone's time. Jump, and I'll marry you."
He'd made me a promise once. Finish a hundred of his demands, and he would marry me.
When his company was circling bankruptcy, he told me