Kael looked at Angel, whose eyes were riveted on him, waiting for his permission. “Would you like to go?”
“Yes!” Angel said on a breath.
Mustering all the enthusiasm he could for something he’d rather not do, Kael answered, “Since it’s your birthday, you get to do anything you want. Off to Chessington we go. Shall we pack some food, Freddie? The stuff they sell in those places will give the healthiest man in the world a heart attack.”
Slipping his arm around Kael’s neck, which was quite a feat given the eight-inch discrepancy in their heights, Freddie said, “Kael…Kael, my old mate, the dreadful food is part of the fun. Adam keeps the girls on a very healthy diet six days out of seven, and I know you like to eat only things that will further enhance those rock-hard abs of yours, but even
