“I think this was needed,” Judith told him, her hands folded under her chin as she gazed out over the water. Angel sat next to her, his arm resting on the back of the booth.
“I’m starting to think all you want to do is play and never work.” Judith rolled her eyes before she grinned at him.
“Not true. But you’ve been busy, and I don’t think I’ve seen much of you.”
“You got me there. But you’ve been just as busy too, you know. You’re either with the writers or have your nose buried in your laptop. Or your phone. What’s on your phone?” Judith sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose, a habit she had picked up to stop the stress from building over the screens she had to stare at.
“The phone is a great place for me to jot down ideas, storylines, plot twists, anything really while I can’t ge
