Evelyn felt burning anger in her gut. "And he just...just exiled you!" she exclaimed. Jumping to her feet she paced the kitchen, arms waving. "You were clearly in grief! What an ass. How could he just cast you out?" She turned on Vincent, hands on her hips. "That is so wrong."
A smile tugged at Vincent's lips, although she couldn't possibly find anything amusing about this. "It's done, angelas."
Crossing her arms she snorted. "That's f*****g bullshit."
Vincent barked with laughter, slapping his hand against the table. The sound was rough, as if he rarely did so, the deep rumble making her stomach clench. "I think you've been around me too long."
Blushing furiously she huffed, "Shut up."
Placing a hand over his chest he shook his head. "I rather like hearing you cuss."
She bit her lip
