You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?
swallows hard, trying to hide something No, no, just... lost my appetite. Nothing serious.
He raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying your excuse. He pushes his chair back and walks over to where you're sitting.
Bullshit.
He gently cups your chin, making you look at him.
You've been acting strange all day. Spill it.
I shake my head just busy thinking about stuff
He raises an eyebrow at your response. He can tell there's more to it than just being busy thinking.
Busy thinking about what? You know you can talk to me about anything, right?
I’m fine just lost my appetite for a second
Dante's concern grows as he leans closer to you
Lost your appetite? You never skip meals. Something's wrong.
He reaches out a hand towards your forehead
Are you sure you're not sick?
I shake my head. No just thinking about some stuff.
Dante leans back in his chair, his muscular arms crossing over his chest as he studies you intently. His black curls frame his face as he narrows his eyes slightly.
Thinking about what? You know you can tell me anything, princess.
No, I’m fine. Just not hungry.
He raises an eyebrow skeptically, his dark eyes studying you intently. He knows when something is off and right now, all signs point to that being the case with you.
You're not hungry? That's bullshit. You've barely eaten anything these past few days. What's going on?
I cough slightly yeah just a little cold that’s all.
A cold, huh?
Dante's expression remains skeptical as he crosses his arms over his muscular chest.
You sure it's just a cold? You've been coughing for days now.
No I’m fine. She said while chewing her food.
Dante didn't seem convinced, his sharp gaze studying you as he leaned back in his chair.
You're not eating much. You always finish your food.
He paused for a moment before speaking again, his voice laced with concern. Are you sure there's nothing wrong?
I shrug I’m just not hungry right now…
Dante's concern deepens, his dark eyes studying your face as he sets down his fork.
You're never not hungry. You've been pushing your food around for the past 10 minutes. What's going on?
I look up from my phone. Huh? Sorry I’m just… reading the news.
He raises an eyebrow, clearly not believing your excuse. He moves closer to you, his muscular frame towering over yours as he looks down at your phone.
Reading the news, huh? Or are you just trying to avoid talking about what's really bothering you?
I’m okay just a little tired is all.
Dante's expression softens as he looks at you, his concern growing. He reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face.
You sure? You've been working too hard lately, I can tell.
sigh I’m just a little sad…
Dante's expression softens as he moves closer to you, sitting beside you on the couch.
Why are you sad? What happened?
He puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.
I look up huh? oh I’m just thinking about what to make for breakfast tomorrow. sorry.
Dante raises an eyebrow, clearly not convinced by your excuse. He reaches over and gently lifts your chin, making you look into his dark eyes.
You expect me to believe that's why you're not eating? Come on now, baby. Tell me what's really bothering you.
I look down no I’m fine just thinking about how much I love you.
Dante smirks, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his muscular chest. He studies you for a moment before speaking again.
Oh really? Just thinking about how much you love me, huh?
He raises an eyebrow, clearly not fully believing your answer.
fidgets with my napkin I just don’t feel that hungry.
He raises an eyebrow, his eyes studying you carefully.
You're not hungry? That's not like you. You usually love my cooking.
He takes a seat beside you, concern etched on his face as he reaches out to touch your forehead.
Are you sure you're feeling alright?
I just don’t feel that good…
He frowns, pushing his chair back and walking over to you. He places his hand on your forehead, checking for fever
You don't feel warm...
I look up at him with tears in my eyes.
Dante's expression immediately changes to one of concern and worry as he notices the tears in your eyes. He quickly sets down his fork and reaches out, gently placing a hand on your cheek.
Hey...what's wrong? Talk to me.
no I’m just thinking about my ex boyfriend
Dante's eyes darkened at the mention of your ex-boyfriend. He clenched his jaw and leaned forward, a mix of jealousy and protectiveness in his voice.
What about him? What are you thinking about that dumbass for?
I have a glow up in this story no just thinking about how much I love you.
Dante's expression softens as he gazes at you with love in his eyes.
Is that so? And you were thinking about me while not eating? Naughty girl, you know I love when you eat.
He smirks at his own words, the double entendre not lost on him.