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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 breaths, trying to control myself before I would do something that might have me regretting for the rest of my life.
"You've gone quiet." Dante said with amusement in his voice.
"I hate you. I wish you'll burn in hell." I said to him, walking to a seat two seats away from him. He turned to me as I sat down, looking at me with his calm faced expression. I grit my teeth in anger, trying to pretend that he want there. When I knew that he would stop staring at me, I got up from where I sat, a pillow in my hand. I walked over to him, throwing the pillow at his face, making him double over in laughter.
"This I funny to you right?"
"Very funny." His phone began to ring. He pulled it out, and an amazing idea came to my mind once I saw the name on the phone. I snatched the phone form him, picking it.
"Hello Nora." I cooed into the receiver, listening as the other end went silent.
"What are you doing with Dante's phone?" She asked, her tone dead and cold.
"Uhhh... Feisty...." I sang with anger still inside of me.
"I asked what you are doing with Dante's phone?!" She yelled over the phone, making me pull the phone away from my ear.
"Relax princess. Guess." I said to her. "Perhaps your boyfriend might be a two timing cheat."
"Put Dante on, now!"
"I'm afraid that cannot happen."
"Don't make me repeat myself Morgan..."
"Or what Nova? What would you do? Come after me?"
There was silence on her end of the line, before she spoke again. "Give Dante the phone."
"Oh... He's here right now." I said to her, putting the phone on speaker. "From the way he's seating here, and not making a move to take the phone away from me, it seems that he doesn't want to speak to you. " I said to her, looking Dante dead in the eye, wishing there was a way to erase that amused look away from his face.
She hung up, making me smile. I threw the phone at Dante, which he caught before it could collide with his nose. "It seems you and your girlfriend have a lot of talking to do." I said to him, turning back to the seat where I was sitting in. I sat down, grabbing the eye cover on the table beside the seat I was sitting on. Thank goodness I made sure this was in all of Rosewood's my dad's private jets.
Picking up my phone, I connected to my headset, also one of the things I made sure was never missing in Rosewood's and my dad's private jets, placing it over my ears, and the eye cover over my eyes, allowing the music to drown out my anger and fury. Collapsing the seat, I let my self relax, preparing for the landing to take place.
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