“Dante.” My voice came out louder than I expected, and he finally looked at me, his brows raised in surprise.
“Oh, so you can hear me?” I said, crossing my arms and glaring at him.
He scoffed, turning his face away from me. "I thought you were still trying to look good before coming over here." The nerve of him. My cheeks flushed instantly, and when he glanced back, there it was, that smug smirk like he knew he’d gotten under my skin.
"At least you're finally talking to me again," I shot back, folding my arms and pouting like a damn teenager. But seriously, I was fed up with his bullshit.
"What?" He raised a brow, looking all amused. "That’s what this is about?"
"Uh, yeah!" I snapped, my voice climbing higher because I just couldn’t hold it back anymore. "You’ve been ignoring me since
