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.

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

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

she is healing him without her even knowing she was doing it.

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 of a smile on his face. Kingston and smile did not belong in the same sentence, but they were now. Marshall sighed again as he got

need to

that without pushing her further

to meet tomorrow after you have talked to Kingston." He said over

there nights without much sleep to go on would do that to you. For the most part, I could get away with minimal rest, but when it was only a

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was a recurrence at the club was also found here with an oak desk, table, private

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

why are you calling this late? Are you okay?" I sounded ragged even

I just had a feeling I should call you. How are you doing, my precious?" Her voice soothed me through the phone

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

messed something up and I don't know how to fix

kept anything from her, not even about what kind of business Iran. They were pretty liberal and

about a girl?" She

"Yes, an important girl."

she your

mean. Honey bunny was a common nickname, but in our family, it was used as a special endearment meant

and I screwed

you will work things out. I have faith and you should

I said as I

"How is grandpa doing?"

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