Page 99 of Pitiful Lies

“What?” I say, completely shocked.

“Just walk up to him. Take his hand,” Anna says.

“Or his dick,” Maria adds, and shrugs when Anna gasps at her.

“What? I mean, whatever is going to work to get his attention, am I right?”

“Okay,” Anna concedes. “Walk up to him, take his hand, or his dick, and say Angel, I need you to know how I feel, and then just tell him.”

“Tell him what?” I say, exasperated.

“Girl, tell him you love him. Then see if he loves you, too.”

I feel tears rolling down my cheeks, but I don’t wipe them because they are right.

I do love him. And I am not a coward by nature.

It’s time for me to pick my big girl panties up and tell him.

Gulp.

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO-ANGEL

My phone buzzes and I glance down. I am not expecting any calls, but when I see it’s from my Koukla, I am all smiles.

Koukla

I’m about to leave Maria’s. I just texted Banks to pick me up. But I wanted to ask you what time you’ll be home? Will you be there for dinner?

I close my eyes and lick my lips. It’s not the first time she called the condo home, but whenever she does, I get this ache in my chest. I know I need to make it official. And I plan on it.

Tonight. I am going to ask her to be mine for real tonight.

Angel

Wrapping things up. Banks is picking up Buffy from the vet. He’ll be there in six minutes. Then it’s fifteen to the condo. I expect you to text me in exactly twenty-one minutes that you’re home.

Koukla

Wow. Crazy much?

Angel

I need to know where you are at all times, Little Doll. Nonnegotiable.

Koukla

Why don’t you just track me then?

I don’t answer.

Koukla

Oh, my God. Do you track me? Angel! Seriously. That’s crazy.

Angel

I am crazy about you, Koukla. Now, stop asking questions if you don’t want the answers. The car will be there in two minutes. Wait for him to pull inside Luc’s garage before you leave the house.

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