"I sometimes wonder how people will react when they find out I hate them," Cage snickered. But then he had to amend. He had told her before, but dang, he needed to say it again. "I don't hate my fans. I just don't like that they can't mind their own business."
"I know. Stop overexplaining everything. It feels like you are always walking on eggshells. You don't need to do that anymore. I understand and I can wait for you to slowly explain." She shrugged. "And if it is urgent, I can just ask you, really."
"I really like that you are smart."
"I really like you."
"Which reminds me. Do you think you will die if you don't see me for a while?" She sat up straighter, slightly alarmed.
"What? Where are you going?" she asked suspiciously.
He shook his head. "I am not going anywhere. Just asking because I remembered an old movie I had watched where the lovers proclaimed that they would die if they didn't meet each other." Katherine snorted.
