Amelie’s POV
“So, are we going to go check out your place?” I asked Dante. “Then after, we can come back up here, and you guys can eat pie.”
“THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!” Dante screamed.
“Dante!” I scolded him.
“OK, let’s head down,” Dante laughed.
I grabbed Nathan’s hand, and he kissed the back of my hand. We headed towards the elevator.
It felt weird to take the elevator down one floor. I can’t believe that Dante is living underneath us.
“Did you know the people that used to live here, stock market?” Dante asked.
“The Anders?” Nathan replied.
“Yes, Brendon and Chrissy Anders,” Dante confirmed.
“I knew them a little bit through different social events, but I didn’t know them personally,” Nathan answered.
“Well, they have an excellent eye for décor, but there are some questionable thi
