Can't you just thank me and get over it?Thank you. I waited, fuming and expectant.You're not going to let it go, are you?No.In that case . . . I hope you enjoy disappointment.We scowled at each other...
A girl can dream.His eyebrows rose. Is that what you dream about? Being a monster?Not exactly, I said, frowning at his word choice. Monster, indeed. Mostly I dream about being with you forever.