I glare at Dante's annoyingly handsome face as he all but flirts with Zoe. Back in his pack house, I had to deal with Marco and Rob's smug expressions, evidently overjoyed that I was proven wrong.
"It's alright, darling." Nora whispers sympathetically. "Sometimes, stunts like these are needed to reveal a person's true feelings. I hope you're not mad at me for going along with this."
"I'm not mad...at you." I emphasise loudly, eyes on Dante. He seems oblivious.
"Aly, did you know Dante has a yacht?!" Zoe exclaims happily. "He said he'll take us out on the water one day."
"I don't like yachts." Dante finally glances at me with a smirk, shrugging his shoulders. "Guess you'll have to start liking them. We usually have a yacht trip every fortnight. Zoe, could you do me the honour of attending said yacht trip?" He turns on the charm, oozing from his tone.