She still looked to be in disbelief as she asked Stone "How did you do it? I have been trying to get Ella on a ride for years."

Brennan joined in with the teasing as he patted the giant's back "He is the Ella-whisperer."

"No. He is not." I argued.

Lana smiled at me before delivering in awe "I have never seen you anywhere near the Ferris wheel. Stone is a miracle worker."

"He is a pain in my ass. That is what he is." I commented as I sent the person in question a side glare.

"So how did he manage to convince you go on?" She asked.

"I'm only doing this for my stuffed panda as my first one was brutally murdered."

Brennan laughed but then he realised his plan was in jeopardy "You two are getting your own carriage, right?"

Before I could answer, Lana quickly dismissed the idea "No way. We can go on as a four."

I remembered that his grand plan was to ask her out where they first met.

"You two should go on yourself." My inner romantic took over and I shook my head before rejecting her offer "Lurch and I will go ourselves."

The blonde girl frowned "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." I said for definite "We can get to know each other better."

Lana finally agreed. She and Brennan were next in line, so they got into the next free carriage as Stone and I remained in the queue.

Once they were away, I turned to my smug acqenemy "Just so you know. What I said to her last physically hurt me to say."

His lip quirked up an inch when roughly let out "Whatever you say, Medusa."

When it was our turn to get on to the death wheel, I was still planning my escape. I thought about running but then remembered that the large man was faster and stronger than me.

I cursed his tallness.

I just needed to remind myself why I was doing this. It was solely for the panda.

Stone sat across from me in the small, confined carriage. It meant that there was no way of hiding my facial expression from him.

There was no way to hide at all.

In my head, I vowed not to cry in front of him.

We were halfway up in the air when I scowled at him "I can't believe you are making me do this. This is not safe. There were no windows in this thing."

He flicked his dark irises between my widened eyes and my mouth.

"What if I fall out?" I asked him.

"You are not going to fall out." He assured me, his eyes shining with amusement "I would not let you."

"I'm pretty sure you would. This was your plan, wasn't it?" I shrieked in horror "You are going to kill me on this thing."

He laughed at my theatrics before grumbling "Any last words, Medusa"