Dante was still waiting for me to answer his question about my day. He had a patient expression on his face, even though I was staring at him like an i***t. I quickly took another bite of my pizza so I could give myself time to think. While I chewed, I analyzed the situation I was in.
I thought that Dante and I had agreed to wait to explore this undeniable connection we had until after we took down The Golden Hive. I vividly remembered our conversation about it, in which we ironically lay naked in bed together after we had passionate s*x. Why was he going back on what we'd agreed on now?
I couldn't understand why. I thought about what happened yesterday. Did he think our lives were more in danger now because he found out just how far the society will go to silence those who cross them?
