When I was little, I would pee my pants each time I saw an intense horror movie. I would think of the same movie for months, appearing to me in form of nightmares. This moment is no different.

We reach the Cabin and there is no one there. The lights aren't working and it looks really dark. It feels like a scene from a horror movie. My head is being tormented by crazy thoughts of what ifs... what if the Cabin is haunted? What if it belongs to some old grandmother that choked on her meal and died? What if her ghost still walks around the cabin? Oh shit, what if she's standing behind me right now?

I feel a cold hand against my skin and I freeze, rooted standing on the spot. At first, it seemed like a crazy thought and a little bit of overreaction but shit... I think the Cabin is haunted.

My body trembles from fear and I my eyes drift shut tightly. The cold hand moves from my back and then towards my neck. My neck! The grandmother's ghost is about to strangle me to death? I scream loudly, not daring to open my eyes. I try to get the hell out of the haunted cabin but with bad luck, my face collides with the door. Now what?

The sound of laughter that roars across the room was brings me back to reality.

"Damn! That was epic Ria." He says in between his laughter. "Shit! Did you see your face? I feel so bad I'm the only one seeing this."

Dante keeps making fun of me and I feel completely stupid for falling for his lame prank. The feel of liquid running down my nose diverts my attention from a laughing Dante who is now holding his stomach while laughing like the maniac he is.

Dante sets up the fireplace, making a fire which illuminates the room. I bring my hand to my nose and I gasp in shock. Oh no, blood...

I send him a death glare and his laughter dies immediately he sees my nose.

"Oh shit! Ria, oh my God!" he rushes to me, pulling out the handkerchief in his pocket. He begins wiping the blood from my nose gently.

I know I'm supposed to be mad. God knows I would have punched him right in his freaking handsome face but for some stupid reasons, his gesture caught me off guard, warming my heart and letting all my anger slip away.

My inner self wouldn't stop echoing the one thing I myself already knows... I do like Dante Moretti.

"God, I'm sorry Ria. I didn't mean for this to happen I swear, I'm sorry." he pleads, his hands on both sides of my head.

"I'm so sorry, I thought it would be fun to scare you a little bit. I'm an idiot, I'm so sorry."

Fun? I scoff, hitting him hard on the chest. I shoot him a death glare then I hit him lightly on the arm, my lips easing into a big smile. He breaths a sigh of relief, hugging my small frame. I wrap my arms around him tightly, his chin resting on my head.

"Don't you dare pull pranks on me again, it's not funny at all." I say, poking him on the ribs. He groans lowly, pulling away to rub his ribs.

"I think I got the message loud and clear." He groans, his hands up in the air as an act of surrender.

He starts taking slow steps away from the door when he sees the mischief in my eyes. I launch towards him but right before I could grab him he already flew to the other side of the room. We keep at it for several minutes, still he doesn't want to get caught. He is so fast and I start to get tired from chasing him.

"Alright, I forgive you. I give up." I pretend, putting my hands up in the air. "You win, I'm all tired already."

Hearing this, he sighs in relief. He picks up the blanket he found in the room and spreads it across the wooden floor, making sure its close enough to the fireplace.

"You should pull off your clothes unless you want to fall sick." he says, his back turned to me as he starts working the buttons of his shirt.

Time for payback!

I tiptoe to where he is and before he could turn to find me, my hands find their way to his ribs and I poke him really hard. He grunts in pain which seems kind of exaggerated a bit. What a drama queen.

"Now who is the winner huh?" I smirk, tickling him.

"Now this is what I call fun-"

I could barely complete my sentence, a gasp escaping my lips immediately Dante flips me over. I was completely caught off guard. One minute I was on top of him, tickling the shit out of him and the next he traps me beneath him.

"And are you still having fun because I'm about to."

His lips descend on mine and my eyes shut out of its own volition, my hands flying to his dark hair. God, I love his hair. The kiss is full of force, desperate and I return the kiss with the same intense. He kisses me roughly, demanding access and I part my lips, surrendering myself to him. His tongue swirls around mine in a fierce battle. His lips moving over mine, never once breaking our kiss. His kisses become even more deeper, more aggressive and all my senses are out of the window, leaving only one thought in my head.

I want him...

"Oh God, Ria." he mumble against my lips, his tone laced with desire.

"Dante." my voice resembles a whisper and I bet he senses the desire laced with it.

He tilts my head up till my eyes meet his, my hazel eyes meeting his extremely beautiful grey ones. I could get lost in his pair of beautiful eyes. Our gaze fixate on one another and just the way I'm lost in his eyes, it's quite obvious he's the same. I see the lust in his eyes and it sends a shiver down my spine.

What are you doing to me, Dante?

"Look into my eyes, Ria." He orders, bringing his palms to my face to caress my cheeks.

I relax under the feel of his palms, slowly opening my eyes.

"I want you."

He says the three words that shakes me to the core. I touch my lips to his, putting my all in the kiss. When I hear a groan rumble from his chest, I smirk against his lips before breaking the kiss.

"Then take me, my Ben Grimm."

His lips land on mine again, only this time it holds so much promise that send shivers throughout my body. My hands start undoing his buttons, taking off his shirt as he helps me out of my dress. His burning gaze lands on my bare chest and I moan immediately he starts planting open mouthed kisses on my neck, then my collarbone... till he reaches the center of his attention, my breasts. I tug at his hair, pulling him closer as he works his magic with his mouth, licking my hard nipples and sucking my heavy breasts.

I hear the thunder roaring outside, seeing the glint of lightening that flashes illuminate briefly in the room... it's still raining cat and dog. Dante wrap his arms behind my knees, picking me up bridal style. He put me down gently on the blanket, the feel of warmth radiates from the fireplace making my eyes flutter shut.

He raise my legs, spreading them apart and I feel him settle between my legs. I bring my hand to his face, staring deeply into his grey eyes. His eyes remain fixed on mine as if searching deeply into my soul.

"You are so beautiful." he mumbles against my lips and I blush. "I love it when I make you blush." he smirks.

He removes my panties slowly, tossing the lace material to the floor. His tongue latches onto my skin, sucking and kissing my neck. I moan, my arms stretching across his back.

"You have no idea how much I want you." he groans, his hands roaming my curves.

He licks my bottom lip and then he bites down gently, making me shiver as I part my lips. He kisses me passionately, his hand squeezing my left breast making me moan against his lips. He breaks the kiss and a disapproving groan escapes my mouth. I gasp when his head settles between my breasts, licking and sucking gently on my skin. His head moves down to my belly, his warm tongue latching to my skin making me moan. He moves lower and I feel his hot breath fan the inside of my legs.

The sudden contact of his tongue licking the center of my desires make me moan loudly. I tug at his hair, arching my back as he tortures me nonstop with his tongue. He licks my clits, sucking and biting down gently. I tug harder at his hair but it only makes him stick his tongue in my hole. I moan loudly, almost losing my mind...

Once I feel his erection at my entrance, my body tenses in anticipation. He plasters a lingering kiss on my forehead, sliding inside me. I feel the strength in his hips as they press into me, forcing me to arch my back. He thrusts inside me fast, hard and deep... droving me to the point of ecstatic, pulling me to the edge of sensation. He moves back and forth and I hold ever so tightly onto his broad shoulders. I wipe the sweat that forms on his forehead and he cradles my face in his hands, his thrusts slowing down but deeper.

"Look at me, Ria." he orders, his voice sounding deep.

"Dante." I breathe out, looking into his eyes.

My lips part as soon as my body begin to shudder in response to my climax and I tighten my hold on his shoulders, wrapping my legs tightly around him.

He buries his face in my neck, his heavy breathing fans my skin and I feel his body jerk in response to his climax. As if his muscles are collapsing, his body falls on mine and my hands wrap around his head.

I realize it's long stopped raining. Dante rolls onto his side, settling beside me. He wraps his arm around my waist, pulling my small frame to his. My body presses to his hard rock chest and I relax in his comfort. My eyes flutter shut and I ask him the one question that's been on my mind since he told me how he felt and kissed me in the pouring rain.

"Dante, what exactly are we?" I ask him, shutting my eyes tightly in embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" He responds.

"I mean what's our relationship?"

I start to realize it's kind of getting awkward and I almost pray for the floor to open and swallow me whole. He pauses for what seems like forever, I almost start to think he fell asleep then I feel him tighten his arms around me.

"You are very special to me Ria, very special. But I'm sorry I can't put a label on what we have right now."

And there it is...

"Oh." I mutter, disappointment lacing my tone.

"Just give me some time okay? I promise I won't keep you waiting for too long." he says, placing a long kiss on my neck.

We remain in silence and I keep pondering his answer over and over again. Am I really special to him or am just a hit and quit? He can't even put a freaking label on our relationship. Have I made a huge mistake?

If there's anything I'm afraid of in this whole world apart from bears, reptiles, losing my job, my apartment or my best friend, it's definitely getting my heart broken. Actually, I think I need to open up to my best friend. I really need to speak with Kay.

I get up, starting to dress up. Once done, I stir up Dante to wake him from sleep.

"Ria, is something wrong?" he asks in a sleepy voice once he sees me all dressed.

"It stopped raining already, let's go." I tell him, leaving the cabin to wait outside.