31. Sweet Sweet Revenge
CURTIS’S POV Being apart from Angel was torture. All I wanted was to hold her, tell her about my day, look at that sweet smile she has whenever I’m telling her something. I’m glad it’s over, that she’s here in my arms. My arms are empty. I open my eyes and look around the room. Ben is passed out on the other end of the bed but there’s no sign of Angel. Something rustles next to me and I see a note on the bed. Work emergency. Try and behave. Your, Angel Your Angel. Now I like the sound of that. I wake Ben up. “Angel had to go to work. Do you want to go and make sure she had some breakfast.” By the time he’s shook the grogginess from his head, I’ve gotten changed and started grabbing my stuff for work. “I’ll meet you at the office later.” “Ok,” I reply. ... BEN: She’s not
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