Chapter Two

Compared to the night's creak, the rooftop lights gave out a little buzz. Ethan's words echoed in the air like a challenge Lana wasn't sure how to respond to, and she could still feel his warmth in her fingers. "Go for it," she had said.

However, her confidence seemed to have been taken by the wind now that she was present there, just inches from him. With a steady, amused stare, Ethan leaned backwards against the railing.

"So," he said nonchalantly, "what are you going to do next, naughty girl?"

Lana's forehead raised.

"You think I've got one."

He remarked, "Oh, you always have one." "You prefer to...