New Year’s Eve

Angel The past week had been normal except for one thing, I hadn't seen Zane at all. Not at the gym and not on the street. I'd been working at the restaurant as much as possible and at the gym when I wasn't there. I wasn't trying to see him, but I felt the distinct …

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Get Out

Zane Christmas came and went. I was too busy to think about what had happened in Fiore's kitchen. I hadn't had time to deal with the knowledge that the man I'd been chasing had a safe word. Or the fact that his supposed friend had tried to force himself on him. It was the weekend …

That Talk

Angel It wasn't every day that my father was home. But the courts closed for Christmas and Christmas eve so after breakfast he had been lounging on the couch with his paper in his silk robe and warm slippers. Lounging for my father wasn't relaxed looking. He always was prim and proper. His back was …

Not Now

Angel I hung up the phone with Zane. There really was no point in stalling anymore here. There was nothing left to clean. I flipped the lights off in the kitchen and left through the back alley door tossing the last bits of garbage into the dumpster before heading towards the street. A figure moved …

Fatherly Chats

Angel Work had gone well. Spent most of the time in the kitchen helping Babbo with the cooking. It wasn't my shift, but the day before Christmas Eve was hoping. All those last minute shoppers, and the last minute parties that left you starving afterwards. Tomorrow would be busy too. We closed on Christmas day. …

Meeting My Parents

Angel We gathered my things and we were at the door when Zane grabbed my elbow. I didn't get a chance to turn around before he was stuffing a knit cap over my hair. It rather rudely flattened my hair and the blond tips were sticking out from underneath. I pulled it off and was …