"Bastard." She wanted to hit him. Just a nice slap across the face and walk out. Then he'd really hate her. Or she could hex his cat. Instead she just channeled everything she could into being what she would have been with any other guy. A cold bitch, so to speak. "What makes you think I care about love, Romeo? I don't. I'm not sure if I told you enough before, but I'm not what you seem to think. I'm going to be bored of you as soon as I've had you, just like everybody else. You're not that special."
That hurt more than it should have. Smirking, she pushed his hands away, immediately missing the gentleness. "Just forget about marriage, Daniel. I'll be the one they put in prison, not you."