~Noelle~
This cannot be real, I made Dante friggin Cerberus- that last name needs work- blush. I should leave my movie and attack him right now because, my god is this the highlight of my evening.
'Attack me how?'
I blink, shit I forgot he reads minds.
'How could you forget that?'
I snatched one of the pillows on the couch, and tossed it at him. Obviously he caught it. God forbid, I accidentally succeeded in hitting his dumb, good looking face.
Dante, don't you say a fucking word or I swear, you and I will have alot of problems.
He grumbles something out loud, it stuns me for a moment. But I do have pick up the words. I don't know whether to feel pride or confused. I'm leaning towards the second one seeing as confusion has become my favorite hobby.
"Noelle, focus. The movie has ten minutes left. Do you think Lola is going to make Carter forgive her?"
