What did they do.. ( Mixed POV)

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" That would so be a kill shot."

I raise my brows looking at the target then back at him, " Ok Cato."

" It would!"

I put my knives away, " Whatever you say." And with that I walk out of the room, Cato following.

We walk hand and hand with eachother, Cato still glares at whoever might be staring at the two of us, reguardless who it is, making them look away.

" What's your favorite flower?" He asks.

" Favorite flower?" I repeat.

He smiles softly, " Yea. Favorite flower."

I laugh softly, thinking. " I don't know, I guess those little white wildflowers that sprout everywhere."

" You mean the weeds?" He asked bluntly giving me a smirk, trying not to laugh.

" Those are flowers."

He shakes his head, " Ofcourse your favorite flower is a weed."

I stop, making him do the same. " Why do you ask?"

He shrugs, " I don't know, it just came across my mind."

I cock my head to the side, " Well since you asked a question, I get to ask you one."

He mimicked my expression, " Fine."

" What's your favorite color?"

He busts out laughing, " That is the most generic question you could've asked me."

"I don't know what it is."

He still smiles, " Black or red. Yours?"

" Black and blue."

" What kind of blue?"

" Blue, like your eyes." I admit.

That seems to surprise him, " So, my eyes is what won you over?"

I shrug, " Maybe. What won you over with me?"

" Your smile."

That makes me smile. " Huh.."

He hums in response looking down at my lips. "Cato."

" What?" He asks pulling his eyes up, before I can respond he leans in kissing me.

He pulls away just slightly before leaning back in with a little more force. " There's people watching." I manage to get out with a small laugh.

" Let them look." He says simply.

" We should get back, the house is a mess."

He sighs, " Ok."

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We get back, Cato calls an avox while we both shower, changing into different clothes.

I brush through my hair with my fingers roughly as I go down the stairs. " They should be here any minute ."

" To late."

I look up to Brutus already drinking on the couch. " I see your already emptying our liquor cabinet." I say smartly shooting him a grin.

I noticed Enobaria didn't have anything, " Baria, can I get you anything?" I ask.

She shakes her head, " Can't drink, I have these pills I need to take."

I nod, going over to sit down, " What did you two find out?"

Brutus looks over at her, She shrugs " They just said it's maybe stress. The pills are supposed to help."

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