ATTITUDE

The next morning, Angela woke up only to find Antonio all dressed up watching her from the opposite couch.

She gasped out in surprise and quickly hid under the duvet.

Her cheeks immediately burned with shyness.

“His stare is always very intimidating, and why was he up and watching me like that, it scared me”.

She murmured.

Antonio smirked at her reaction, then stood up.

“I want to take you home, get ready”.

He turned to leave the room.

Angela pulled the duvet off her face.

“Wait, why? The contact isn't over yet, are you trying to get rid of me!”

She snapped with arched brows.

Antonio paused and turned to his side to face her.

“Don't you want to see your nieces? I thought you must have been longing to see them”.

He glanced at her.

“Oh… I…well. I …do .miss them”.

Angela replied embarrassed, she slowly pulled her hair strand to the back of her ears.

Antonio pulled the cigar on his fingers.

“I will wait outside”.

He replied softly and walked out of the room.

Angela sighed heavily and fell