Forty-nine: MTOABB

MTOABB

"And what was that about?" He asks.

"Nothing." I shrug.

"Nothing good ever comes from nothing, Rossita." He turns his head and glances towards the door that Zack just went in. He decided not to wear his glasses today, so instead of looking into his iridescent blue eyes through a lens, I have them on full display.

"It wasn't of importance, Prinse," I let him know as I grabbed his hand in mine. He squeezes my hand lightly and we both move to sit on the couch.

Juliet had joined Zack outside and Cass was upstairs while Chloe decided she was going to make popcorn in the kitchen. I knew better than to leave her all alone in there for too long so I excused myself as I headed for the kitchen.

"I can already smell the smoke," I tease. She removes the lid and throws out a potful of popped corn in a glass bowl.

"You're such a liar. I'm a better cook than you," she retorts.