Greta’s POV
“How was your day Princess?” Dylan asked as I got into the car and sat beside him.
“My day was good. I missed you though,” I said sincerely. Dylan glanced my way briefly and smiled as he drove out of the campus.
“You missed me? Just me?” He teased.
“I missed the three of you,” I replied.
“That is good to hear. Now I can rest assured that you would stay off other boys with your heart and mind preoccupied with us,” Dylan chuckled.
“You are just a jealous, insecure person,” I said rolling my eyes.
“I am actually a jealous person, but I am definitely not insecure because when it comes to you, no one can get in my way without getting hurt badly,” Dylan said, then glanced at me before he returned his gaze to the road.
Before he turned away, I saw something in his eyes tha
