“Don’t call me cara mia …” she said again, staring back at him. She didn’t know what to say – she knew that he liked to pull her leg so what were the chances that he’d actually tell her anything meaningful. Artemis watched as he left the room, the door slamming shut behind him – she overheard him. “Such a tease,” she repeated to herself before walking out the training room and head to her room striding past him.
He doesn’t know why he did, what made him do it whether it was her comment or just her but no matter the reason because it didn’t change anything. Gerard grabbed Artemis’ wrist such as she walked past, head hanging low he refused to look at her but clutched onto her wrist. “I… my heart… hasn’t, it.. Dio I can’t do this.” Slowly letting go of her wrist he looked up “Want to get a drink? For old times sake.”