~Lola~

As Dante and I were battling to see who could maintain their gaze the longest, I saw that our mothers were looking at each other. My mom swallowed and cleared her throat. “Martha, I think we need to catch up. How about lunch?”

“I don’t feel hungry.” I know she doesn’t want to leave me with Dante alone. To be honest, I don’t want to be near him, at least not right now.

“Lola,” he said, pausing to make sure I was staring at him. “To my study.” “I have to take my bags to my room f...” He cut me off.

“Now!” I was stuck in place. He...