Chapter 33: The Fight Part One
M A R C O
WE HAD JUST finished lunch, and Será went to her room to play. That left Angel and I alone, with some of the food uneaten.
Sitting across from me, Angel ate the last strawberry, putting it in her mouth in what seemed to me like slow motion, her eyes closing in bliss.
She let out a little moan, making me bite my lip as some of the juice trailed down her chin.
Her eyes met mine, twinkling with laughter, wiping the juice and putting her finger in her mouth.
Dio mio.
"What?"
I yanked her hand toward me, ignoring her frown of confusion.
Glancing up at her through my lashes, I took her strawberry covered finger in my mouth, sucking it clean. Her breathing hitched.
"That's what."
Her eyes widened, as I let her hand drop.
Clearing my throat, I
