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“I know where to find you, Timothy Foley,” she calls over her shoulder as the attendant instructs her to put her hands on the red part of the railing and her toes on the yellow line. The countdown begins. “I love you,” she says, “and I’m coming for you.”
There’s the smallest pause when the attendant hits zero, then Mina’s gone.
I look up and here she comes, screaming obscenities the entire way down, arms and legs flailing.
I can’t stop the smile from stretching across my face.
She fucking did it. She jumped. Eight hundred fifty-five feet. For me.
Holy shit.
She loves me enough.
The descender slows her for landing, and before her feet touch the ground, I jump the fence.
She crumples, but I have her in my arms and I’m never going to let her go. I wrap her tight, burying my face in her neck as I fight back the sob trying to escape my chest. Her skin is cold and clammy and she tastes like the wind and her arms quiver, but she’s holding me and everything is going to be all right.
“Holy shit.” She finally breathes out, squeezing me tighter, bouncing like her body doesn’t know what to do with the extra adrenaline. What I wouldn’t give to have someplace private thirty seconds away to give her a few ideas.
“You’re amazing,” I tell her, pulling her back far enough to look into her eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” she whispers, then her lips are on mine and the world is perfect and beautiful.
The kiss doesn’t end until Nic yells at us. We both flip him off.
I brush some of Mina’s hair back. Color is returning to her face, and she looks happy and dazed. “You could’ve called or come over, you know,” I say softly.
Her smile freezes. “What?”
I glance at the platform far above us. “You didn’t have to jump off a building for me. I appreciate it because wow, you did something that scares you, and that’s so incredibly hot, but…all I ever needed was to hear you say you love me enough to be with me.”
Mina blinks twice and goes feral in my arms.
“I’m going to kill him,” she growls as she twists.
Holy shit, it’s like trying to hold a wildcat. “Whoa, hey, easy—”
“Nic Fontana, you’re a dead man!” she shouts over my shoulder.
He feels safe enough to laugh, what with Mina still roped in and a fence between them and my arms around her.
The woman with the clipboard and earpiece taps his shoulder, smiling. “You’re next Mr. Fontana.”
Nic’s laughter dies. “What?”
Mina stops struggling, and it’s her turn to laugh. “Oh yeah, I forgot. I promised you’d do a promotional video.”
“You what?” The color is gone from Nic’s face.
“Look at it this way, Nic,” I say with a laugh, “Either you go and jump while I distract Mina, or I let her go and you take your chances. What’s it going to be? And remember what she did to your punching bag.”
Nic swears, points threateningly at us, and grumbles, “I’ll see you both at breakfast tomorrow.” He disappears inside, and I finally notice the attendant trying to unhook Mina.
“Let’s get you out of this,” I murmur into her ear, “Then find someplace more private.”
Mina grabs my face, kissing me long and hard, and finally, at the insistence of the impatient attendant, steps back.
The light blue sundress she’s wearing underneath has me ready to grab her, throw her over my shoulder, and race her back to the hotel. But Mina has other plans.
