"Hey, Sinclair, can you come downstairs when you get some time?" yelled Angel. I stood there for a few moments, still blushing. I haven't even been here a few hours and I'm being flirting with. It's flattering, but after what happened with Joey, or whatever his name was. I don't know if I can put my trust in another man like that. "Sinclair?" Angel yelled once more. "Oh, I'm coming!" I yelled back.
I put my stuff on the bed, "I guess, I'll put this away later." I said out loud. I walked downstairs and Angel was waiting for me. "How about that talk?" she asked. I shook my head yes. "I'm not going to be rude this time, how have you been besides everything with that man you were seeing? How was your job at the bar?" she asked curiously. "Besides everything with Joey, I thought thing
