A Ride

Mireille pursed her lips. She had been thinking about that already. She was going to give up the life she had started here to go back home but then, she never did belong here.

She was only here because James brought her here but now that she was back with Dante, there was no reason for her to stay back, right?

"I..."

"The shopping mall is in progress already." Dante cut her off.

"You went ahead with it even after I left?" Mireille was surprised.

"That's right. You were so excited about it back then and I just wanted to do it for you, for us."

"Dante." Mireille cooed and walked across the kitchen to him. She back hugged him tightly and Dante felt his heart warming up.

"Why don't you get back to the living room while I do this?" Dante asked.

"No, I want to be right here with you." Mireille grumbled.

"Would you take a seat and watch your perfect man cook, then?" Dante asked.

"Sounds like a perfect deal but no! I want to hold you while you cook." Mireille replied and Dante chuckled