Natasha POV
I looked at his hands and I saw him holding my books. He really helped me get them.
I smiled and I opened the door, stepping aside so he could come in. He walked in and and he dropped the books on my bed.
"Thank you so much," I smiled, but his face didn't even move a bit.
He brought out a cellphone from his pocket and I looked at it closely to see that it was my cellphone.
He handed me the cellphone and as I grabbed it, he wouldn't let it go. I looked up at him, confused.
"Next time, don't call my name out like that in public," he said and immediately the smile on my face disappeared. He really didn't want anyone to know about us.
What was the deal with him?
He let go of the phone and he turned around to leave.
"Dante-" I called him and he stopped w
