I stared at Kurt, confused.
"Because. It's dangerous."
"It was dangerous last time. But that didn't stop us. We climbed all the way out to the edge. Remember?"
"We were stupider then."
"We did not die."
"Look, I said no."
"Fine. You can watch. And I will have the adventure."
I turned to hop out onto the rock, but he quickly snatched my arm.
"I said no. You can't do it."
"I did it before."
"But I love you more now."
I raised my eyebrow.
"That's how marriage works. I love you more now than I did a year ago. So I can't let you risk your life."
I raised both eyebrows.
"By the time you're 50 years old, I won't let you leave the house."
I stared at him in disbelief. Was he joking, or he was serious? Or maybe something in between? In the end, it didn't matter. He pulled me up onto the overlook, and that's as close as I got to the waterfall.
So now I need your help.
How can I make him hate me just a little bit more?
No really, guys. I need ideas. Maybe something along the lines of stop showering. Completely. And then drenching myself in Paris Hilton's perfume to cover up the smell.
Only, you know, less gross.