Katie stared at Nate in surprise. To make it up to me? Did he just say that?
"Tell me. What do you want?" Nate asked.
Everything I have is his. All the clothes, jewelry, shoes and bags. What else can I ask him for material wise? She could have killed me, pushing down the stairs. How does he make it up? Katie thought.
"She's your precious princess. Why would you want to make it up to me?" Katie said.
Nate carried her up to his room and sat her down on the sofa. He stood by the window and lit another cigarette. "Don't sulk anymore." He said.
Katie thought for a while before she said, "So, I can ask for anything?"
Nate went and stood in front of her. He tapped on her lips gently with his long slim finger and said, "Anything except leaving me."
Katie opened her
