"Uh, don't think so. Hopefully, they are alive." Cage seemed unbothered. His manager was a go-getter. So he was either slaughtered by Angelina or he successfully convinced her. The result remained to be seen.

  "Where is your phone?" Katherine asked slowly, knowing she hadn't brought hers along or looked at it since morning.

  "On your table?" he answered, unsure himself. She scurried away and brought back two cellphones and handed his back. He unlocked the phone and started to laugh. "See this," he told her, pointing the screen at her.

  "She is so hot. I want to marry her. I think she will kill me, though." Katherine snorted.

  "He thinks he will marry her? This fast?" Cage shrugged.

  "My parents always say that when you meet the person you will spend the rest of your life with, you just know." Katherine mulled over that sentence for a bit, unsure of whether she believed it or not. "I know you are it for me. I don't need to look anymore." Her eyes watered and she looked at him with an unreadable expression. She didn't know what to say.

  "But we are different," she whined. Her friend had been recently jilted and the actions she took couldn't be considered optimal. Yes, she was in the same situation and she clearly knew how that would have turned out where is not for Cage coming to her.

  "We aren't that different if you think about it," he supplied helpfully. "While Stephen and I have vastly different personalities, some of what we believe does overlap. He is a player through and through. When he says he wants to marry her, I know he is being serious. He actually feels that way." But the human heart was fickle and could change at any time. Just because he thought Angelina was his soulmate now didn't mean he would feel the same way after a certain period of time.

  Katherine had to think about what made Cage and her different. She had said this herself and she couldn't take back the cynical thoughts that passed through her mind when she thought about Angelina and Stephen. Then…… what set them apart?

  She came to a conclusion. There was this indefinable feeling of rightness when they were together. From the very start, it had been the same way. Moreover, they had spent months talking to each other, getting to know each other, both the devious and the person. That could count for something.

  On the other hand, she also knew that even their relationship was not long enough to know for sure that they were meant to be together. She sometimes wondered how all these people who had happy marriages come to the conclusion.

  To get his opinion on the matter, she voiced the words in her mind. "We have been talking for a while now……" She trailed off.

  "Sometimes time is not a defining factor in these things. Some people get married within weeks of dating while others take years to know each other and finally marry. In both situations, it can go bad or be a fairytale." He paused and took her hand in his big one. "Take us for example. We fell in love online, does that mean that it isn't valid?"

  "Of course, it is!" she protested vehemently. Cage squeezed her hand, trying to calm her down.

  "I know you are feeling a little angsty not only because of Angelina but because it brings into question a lot of the issues you faced in the past. Jonathan must be a great source of pain for you even though you moved on from him and I know that no amount of conversations can fully make you believe in a long-lasting happy relationship. So I can only hope that I can stay by your side and slowly prove it to you throughout our lives."

  "Sometimes, I can't fathom that you are real." She saw a slight change in his expression and retracted. "No, you know what I mean, right? Yes, this is all real…… but not even in anyone's wildest dreams do they think that something of this sort can happen." Cage slowly leaned, bridging the gap between them and placing his lips gingerly on hers.

  Katherine closed her eyes instantly and hummed in happiness, all her worries melting away with the slow movement of their lips. His fingers brushed across her cheek. She felt this overwhelming need to open her eyes and look at him, so she did just that. She was greeted with the sight of his eyes flashing back at her.

  She felt a laugh bubble at her throat and they pulled away, both laughing.

  "What a pair of psychopaths we are, kissing with our eyes open." The love in his eyes was overwhelming. He probably already loved her and she found it hard to wrap her mind around it. Yes, she felt it when he touched her. The words almost seemed to be screamed at her.

  "It seems you will have to put up with me for a very long time," he said with a goofy smile and she found herself mirroring him. 'Anyday,' she thought.

  "You won't find me complaining," she said, resting her head on the crook of his neck. 'Why is this so comfortable?' she thought absentmindedly.

  They finally looked at the movie. "I think you know already, but I will start filming in a couple of months. It's going to take three or so months for it to wrap up, so I will have to leave you alone." She felt a stifling in her heart.

  "Three months? Or more?" she said in a soft voice. How would she survive so long without seeing him?

  "It's not that far from H City, but I really want you to come to visit me sometimes. I know you would love to get to know my crew and see me in action." So fast. He was even thinking about introducing her to his inner circle.

  "You'd really want that?"