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Chapter 67: I Don't Want To Get The Day Off Chapter 67: I Don't Want To Get The Day Off Angelia

We stayed at the club until two o'clock in the morning which was probably not such a bright idea given that Andy and I had an early shift at the cafe. I could only hope Riccardo would go easy on me since I would be meeting after work today. On d second thought, I didn't want him to go easy on me at all, not even with possible headache and little sleep, that was what aspirin and coffee could take care of.

Apparently, Kent didn't live far from Andy's house and since James was going to sleepover at his place, we all ended up sharing the same taxi and they dropped me off first.

"It was really nice meeting you, guys. "I said as I stepped out of the car. It had been great meeting James but the other guy, not so much.

"You too," James slurred from the front passenger seat and Kent echoed the sentiment.

They were all pretty much drunk, even Andy who had work early in the morning but I had only two drinks. I could be sensible, although it had more to do with Kent than anything else. I didn't want to get drunk with him around and throughout the night, I had stayed close to Andy and James and laid off drinking anything but water after his weird comment.

When I got inside my house, I opened my bag and brought my phone out, I hadn't looked at it throughout the night. It had been a fun night out besides the fact that I had to make sure I was never alone with Kent. James was so sweet and clearly enamored with my friend, he also watched out for me the same way Andy always did. He helped me out of an uncomfortable situation with men who were hitting on me, he had even blocked one guy who was coming on too strong and yelled at him that I am not available.

I was happy I had gone out with them, if only so I could meet the one my friends were falling for. Turning on my phone, I responded to several messages on the locked screen but my eyes widened when I saw text messages from Riccardo. Marshall mentioned you are going out tonight, have fun and send me a text when you get home so I know you are safe."

"I am starting to get worried, are you home yet?"

Angelia, if you don't respond, I will come to you."

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My heart warmed at the thought of him worrying about me, it was a sweet gesture and one 1 wasn't used to unless it was my parents. I probably would have gotten one from Andy but then again whenever I was out which was rarely, it was with him. Just as I was about to respond to his message and let him know that I was okay when someone pounded on my door. I almost jumped out of my skin at the sudden noise from the hallway outside.

"Angelia, are you in there?" Riccardo's voice was unmistakable and I breathed a sigh of relief.

For a second, I thought it was a thief or something worse, trying to break into my apartment. Hurrying to my door, I unblock and open it, meeting the face of a worried and slightly irritated Riccardo. He didn't even wait for me to invite him in as he walked past me only stopping when he was in the middle of the room and turned towards me.

"You didn't text back," he said as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I was just about to, I am sorry for not responding sooner. I am not used to people looking after me like that."

"Get used to it, honey. So, are you okay?" His eyes trailed over every part of me, trying to see if I was indeed okay.

"Yes, I am a little tired, that's all." I replied, noticing he was also looking tired.

"Why are you even up this late? I hope I didn't keep you awake." I mumbled, biting my lower lip.

He had never been inside my house before and now that he was in it, the place felt smaller like he

was taking up all the space with his presence.

"I was at work," he responded.

Gosh, did this man even sleep at all? I got the sense that he woke up early and didn't go to bed until late at night. That couldn't be a healthy lifestyle.

"You should eat something." He changed the subject so quickly and I got dizzy.

I would drink some water and head off to bed." I replied, I wasn't really hungry either, I never was after I had been out and his eyes narrowed. "You

kitchen, not that it was difficult to spot

was.

have work in the morning and then you are with

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or did

forget." I responded immediately. How could I when these men

think about?

from your evening with me. That is my day and I won't

have much in the fridge but I had the essential items for toast. It was almost comical watching him in my kitchen,

admitted, I was now standing close to him and my eyes were drinking

heart squeezed a bit with some unfamiliar emotion. As he finished up, he grabbed the plate and a

fridge.

judgment in his voice or eyes as he examined

by the desk or

should be, considering I had been to his penthouse and

and led the way before sitting down

you go," he handed me both the water and

"Thank you." I mumbled.

be like this. Aftercare was there but not this, it made me feel cherished. "Do you want some? I won't be able to finish it all. I offered, holding

make a move

what you can

somehow, it wasn't.

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guessed it all depends on who was making it and why. Riccardo made it with the intent of taking care of me and there was no other spice that tasted as good as that. I hummed while I eat, apparently hungry after all. He smiled, happy

up, right?" He asked, laughing as if he wa joking but I knew

Andy's boyfriend, seemed like such a sweet person but...." I trailed off, not quite sure how

"But?" He prompted.

friend, Kent, was kind of odd." I took a sip of the water but when I saw his eyes narrowed I

I said, that guy was really odd, precisely

He pushed and

about date rape drug and how I should be careful. It

me out."

push forward but he seems to be lost in thought. When I finished the quantity of food I was able to eat, I offered it to him once again and this time he took it, making a small comment about not wasting food. Once again, I noticed the way he eats, not that I was staring or being rude or anything like that but it was hard not to see how he was consuming it. It was like he was stressing himself out eating it as fast as possible.

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Carolyn Reese

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love that you take time to go into the details of each the characters

Gayner Hamilton

good and I can't

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alone with him."