Anton’s POV
"Do you think I'm losing it, Taylor?"
"Losing it, sir?" he asked, clearly confused.
Hell, I was confused. I had so many conflicting emotions running around my head that I couldn't figure out which ones were more important.
"With Hannah."
Taylor chuckled and looked at me from his spot by the door, "Do I think that because you show actual feelings toward Ms. Spellman you're losing it?"
I nodded, "Sure, something like that."
"Mr. Dark, this may be news to you, but this is normal."
"Not for me." I argued.
"Everyone, sir. Even you are capable of it - I mean it's happened already. What's the use fighting it?"
I opened my mouth to respond, but realized I didn't know what to say. I mean he had a point.
I ran a hand through my hair, yet again ignoring my work in favor of thin
