"Well shit." he sighs, swallowing nervously. You were turning him into mush.

It was his idea to drag you to the ferris wheel—a perfect spot to end the date night, in his opinion. The lights of the carnival flickering about, the cotton candy shared between you two—maybe you'd even let him kiss you afterwards?

But of course, the whole machinery had to get stuck right now.

"Uh, here" he shrugged his leather jacket off and draped it over your shoulders. "It's uh... windy up here..."