Epilogue:
The next morning they had Veal Parmesan for breakfast. Neither felt like leaving the comforts of the bed they had occasionally slept on. They were too busy sharing the minor details of their lives over the last year to care what was going on outside in the real world.
"Kate!" Dante almost yelled as he grabbed the sheet. "You are going to be late for Crimson."
Lulu smiled at Dante, So hot in just a sheet. Maybe I should just tug on it a little bit, slowly so he doesn't notice that it is being taken away, a hint of a sirens smile played on her lips.
"Oh we don't have to worry about Kate or Crimson ever again." Dante was loosing a battle with a sheet he didn't even know he was fighting, Lulu was inching the sheet closer and closer to her as Dante remain in his spot. "I don't work for Crimson any more. In fact we might be on opposite sides, Officer. I am working for the Port Charles Herald. Be prepared to see me at your place of work, bugging you about your job and making sure that criminals are being put away. Think you can handle an investigate reporter girlfriend?"
"That is hot! Dante grinned. "And perfect for you, what made you decide to do that?"
"You! You believe in me and made me think I could do something I enjoyed, and right now, Officer, I am really enjoying the sheet war I am winning." Lulu was inches away from winning. Dante had about 10 inches of sheet left and that was no way near enough for her man.
"You think so?" Dante, completely aware of the 'war' that Lulu thought she was winning, grabbed the remaining sheet and tugged hard. It ended up that Lulu was the one left with no covers, not Dante.
"Who won the war?" Dante grinned as Lulu was laughing hysterically on the bed, scrambling to find another cover.
"I would say with both did!" Lulu joked, but totally believed. Dante ran back to the bed to join his love, "Damn straight we both did!" Kissing Lulu hard he and Lulu didn't hear as the newspaper was dropped off in his apartment.
Olivia knew stopping by would be a horrible idea, but Dante had to see the article written by Lulu – her first for the newspaper. But now was definitely not the time. Olivia slowly closed the door to the elevator, smiling the whole way down. "Got to remember to call first," Olivia thought to herself as she pulled the door closed.
Sitting on the coffee table of Dante's apartment, on the front page of the Port Charles Herald,
A Modern Love Story
BY: Lulu Spencer