61: Fighting

On Tuesday morning, Calvin was still in a mood. He tried to hide his dismay after Sunday’s night dinner, but he couldn’t hold back his annoyance this morning. Angel looked too happy as she packed her belongings into the small travel suitcase Camilla gifted her. If his sister continued gifting his wife-to-be, there would be no space for the things he would get her.

Angel held a dress to her chest and twirled. Her enthusiasm made him smile, but it only lasted a few seconds before it was gone. He thought she was the only person she wanted to keep, and that involved them always staying in the same place together.

Covering the gap, Calvin hugged her from behind. He deliberately let his fingers brush her boobs knowing she wasn’t wearing a bra and was horny, thanks to her hormones.

“If you’re doing it for them, you don’t have to,” he said. Angel twisted until she was facing him. “They will be miffed but okay.”

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