Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 37

Chapter 37 – Leave of Absence (Anj‘s POV) 

Dylan pushed the door of the convenience store to treat Anya and me, and as he promised me last night, he would buy me ice cream after his crazy joke of marrying him. 

“I want a chocolate ice cream,” I demanded him as we crowded around the refrigerator. “You can‘t have chocolate,” Anya said. “You don‘t want your baby to look like a cacao,” she chuckled at her joke, but Dylan ignored her and opened the refrigerator, getting expensive ice cream. 

“Hey,” I protested, taking the ice cream pint from him and returning it inside. Instead, I chose the less expensive brand and gave it to him. “You have to save money,” I said, making him raise his eyebrows. “I might need to borrow money from you for baby stuff.” His lips twitched as he shook his head and turned to Anya, waiting for what she liked. 

“I had ice cream yesterday already, and with those calories, nuh–uh!” She took a yogurt instead and gave it to Dylan. “Make it two,” he said and waited for Anya to give him another yogurt before heading to the counter, but he stopped when my foot braked in one aisle, eyeing the sour candies. “You like 

it?” 

I nodded sheepishly but immediately pulled the mini candy bag before he could get one. “I‘m paying for this, Dylan.” “It’s okay. Let me pay for this one, too,” he said, holding the edge of the candy bag. 

“No. It will take time. I have to smell each, making sure I‘m not puking them after,” I lied as I moved my head toward him. “Go. My ice cream is melting because my cousin is on fire,” I joked as I puckered my lips, pointing at Anya, raising her eyebrows, and sneering her lips at us. “Let her melt the ice cream. I‘ll get you more,” He waggled his eyebrows, smiling at me, but when I raised my eyebrows at him, he chuckled and walked toward the counter. 

I sighed as I compared the money I had in my pocket, so instead of choosing from the colorful and mouthwatering sour candies from the candy dispenser, I settled on taking a small pack of skittles sour candy and followed Dylan. “What happened to the candy mix?” He asked as we walked toward the table outside. “The baby changed his mind,” I grinned as I put the candies in my ice cream, making them look like colorful toppings. “Ewww!” Anya twitched her lips as she watched me. She shivered and looked at me with disgust as I enjoyed my ice cream. “Geez! What does it taste like? No wonder Mrs. Antonetta could guess about your condition.” “His mind,” He whispered. 

“Huh?” Anya and I uttered at the same time and glanced at him as we sat on the chairs. He smiled at me. “You said his mind, so it means you‘re hoping it‘s a boy,” he explained while opening his yogurt. 

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me,” I scoop another spoonful of ice cream as I imagine little Sky if my baby is a boy or the adorable Olivia if she is a girl. “I should have used them, right?” I turned to Anya to ask. She giggled. “Gosh! I don‘t care about taking care of half a dozen little Angelas as long as their brains are as big as yours.” Dylan hissed. “Half a dozen? What do you think of Angela? A dog?”

“I have a dog, and Maki only gave birth to two puppies. Angela

believe you‘re talking to Angela that way,” he shook his head, looking disappointed when Anya and I

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mad at us.” I nodded in agreement, focusing on my ice cream and candies. “Are you not really going to tell us who the father is?” Anya asked again. I swallowed the food in

must have at least remembered

eyes, nose, and mouth, and his head is as big as

 

drugged that night,” Anya shook her head, but when Dylan glared at her, she continued, “Or her alien family came, and they

the store to get me water, and when he returned, he found Anya tapping my back lightly

Thanks,” I said in a raspy voice while I massaged my throat. “I guess the candy went into the wrong pipe and head straight to my lungs.” He sighed, sitting beside me. “Only you, Angela, can find humor in your situation.” I smiled at him, embarrassed at the thought that he had to take care of me instead of Sky, but the moment I left their home, I had to forget him and believed that he didn‘t exist, and now that I have a baby to remind of him, no one has to know who the father is. Only Father Jesse and Sister Grace knew the truth, and I was hundred

you in the confession room yesterday,” Anya said, waiting for my

if he will tell you.” “Ha! Ha! Don‘t be funny,” she smirked at me. “We both know he will never divulge anything to us.”

sighed, finishing my ice cream and ignoring Dylan staring at

you pregnant,” Dylan cut in.

realizing he won‘t let this go. “I told you, Dylan, I don‘t know who he was, and I have no intention of knowing and finding him.” I snarled

side and

surprised that Anya stayed on

want to make sure he will not come back, Angela,” He

stop cryin 

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