"You!" I snapped back, pointing my finger at his face, not even scared if he decides to break it in half, "You're the big deal!"
"The f**k did I do? I apologized already!"
"Yes, and you normally don't!" I exclaimed, frustrated, "You usually break windows and walls. You shout at me. You want everything your way. But now, in just over a night, you go apologizing? The f**k?"
He c****d a brow at me, "So you want me breaking more windows and walls?"
I blinked, "No, that's expensive."
"You want me to shout at you?"
I looked at him, and realized that from shouting and fighting, we're now talking calmly. I sat at the edge of the bed with my back behind him, "No," I answered, "I guess I'm just not used to you being like this."
"Dione," he calls out my name, his voice low and sexy. It sent ch
