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.

about Kingston, though. He will never admit anything to us but maybe, in time, he will

much he has changed since Angelia came into our

it. Of course, the change might be minuscule, but it is

himself and I had even seen the beginning of

to get

her further away." He nodded in

you want to meet tomorrow after you

I let go of the little strength I had left in my body. I was so god-damned tired, there nights without much sleep to go on would do

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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 comfortable

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

I sounded ragged even

How are you doing, my precious?" Her voice

the ability to sense when I needed to talk, I would have found the notion almost creepy if

I don't know how to fix it."

kept anything from her, not even about what kind

a girl?"

"Yes, an important girl."

your honey

I was unsure, but because it was a 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 for a

and I

will work things out. I have

so." I said

"How is grandpa doing?"

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