Dante’s POV

She pursed her lips, awaiting my response.

I sighed deeply. “Fine. Just keep your hands to yourself. I wouldn't want Angel to rip them off,” I mumbled, pulling out of the parking lot.

We drove in silence for a while. I didn't even have a destination in mind; I just needed to escape the turmoil of my thoughts. The events of the past few days had weighed on me more than I cared to admit.

“So, where are we going?” Peach's voice broke the silence, ...