Chapter 164: We

Need To Get Her Back

Chapter 165: We Need To Get Her Back

Riccardo

"I am available whenever, I know what I am leaning towards, so if Kingston agrees with me, then it is two against one. Just saying." Marshall muttered.

That was actually comforting to know, this time, I couldn't be the one making the decision, because if it backfired again, then I wouldn't have to shoulder that burden a second time. "Fair enough." I stood up from my seat.

"I am going back to my office to make a drink, do you want some?" I asked.

"I am good, I actually need to get going. I want to send Angelia my notes from class as soon as possible so she can catch up before Monday."

"Will she be back at school on Monday?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.

"How will that go?" He grimaced.

"It will probably be emotional torture." He sighed.

"You are not the only one falling for her, you know. I am pretty sure Kingston is too but fuck if he will ever admit to it."

will the of

"Oh, I know. It is impossible not to miss the googly eyes you make at her." I chuckled, but it tapered off as I thought about our situation.

We can't lose her.

He will never admit anything to us but maybe, in time, he will open up to her about it. If he gets the

noticed how much he has changed since Angelia came into our lives?" He

she was doing it. Of course,

absurd how little time she had needed to make noticeable change with Kingston. He talked more around her, he cooked more for other people than himself and I had even seen the beginning

need to get

without pushing her further away." He

to meet tomorrow after you have talked to Kingston."

nights without much sleep to

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coke, I slumped onto my couch. My office was simple in design, the dark oak that was a recurrence at the club was also found here with an oak desk, table, private bar and a floor-to-ceiling shelving system. I had a

to be, but now, the tasks I did felt almost empty. The success of the hard work I did wasn't enough to get dark rewards anymore, going home to a dark apartment wasn't a reward, waking up alone wasn't a reward and eating breakfast alone wasn't a reward. It was starting to feel like a hollow life, I had begun to feel the same before her but it stood out to me even more clearly now that I knew what it felt like having someone who filled the emptiness. I had my friends, sure but

okay?" I sounded ragged even to

just had a feeling I should call you. How are you doing,

to talk, I would have found the notion almost creepy if it hadn't

up and I don't know how to fix it."

what kind of business Iran. They

about a

"Yes, an important girl."

your

big deal to share with her. She knew exactly what it would mean. Honey bunny was a common nickname, but in our family, it was used as a special endearment meant

and I

truly is your bunny, you will work things

really hope so." I said as I

"How is grandpa doing?"

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