Angel takes off the bandage and places it over his forehead. She is kneeling on the couch of his apartment, and despite the fact that he is seating, he is still too lofty for her and he has been chuckling ever since she started helping him with his minor injury.
“And, we are done.”
Angel says, she is about to leave the chair when he clutches her and doesn’t let her go. Angel stays still and she looks upon him.
What are you doing? I’m done.
“But I’m not.” Sawyer says as he smiles at her.
Huh? Angel says before trying to escape and the moment she tries to do that, he catches her back and she falls on top of the couch and they gaze at each other for more than ten seconds.
Sawyer leans in closer to kiss her and this time, Angel waits for him. Closer and closer he comes and she watches hi
