Morgan's POV

"You seem happy." Winston said to me after the waiter was through with pouring him and I a glass of wine. "Did something good happen?"

Of course. Nothing felt better than showing Dante that he didn't have a say concerning where I decide to be, when I decide to be there and with whom I want to be there with.

I took a sip of the wine, letting it saturate my taste buds for some seconds before swallowing it. Turning the glass in my hands, I looked at Winston.

"Everything's just something to be happy for." I said with a smile. He smiled back, his eyes aglow with...