Morgan's POV

I screamed, kicking the seat that Dante was sitting on.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but you need to..." I glared at the hostess, shutting her up.

"Interfering with the flight could cause a crash." Dante said turning to look at me.

"I don't remember asking your opinion, so I suggest you shut the hell up!" I said to him, watching as the jet took off from the floor into the air. I could feel every nerve in my body tighten with fury.

The embarrassment I had felt today, was more than embarrassment, it was disrespect! How could Dante treat me like that?! How dare him? I took in deep...