Chapter 69

The day passes quickly. Before the sun goes down, we dress for dinner with Damian and Lydia. I put on jeans and a black button-down shirt, which I leave hanging loose. Angel looks unsure when she walks into my room wearing another set of flowing pants and top. Her head and hair are covered.

"You look beautiful," I tell her because it's true. There's something to be said for keeping Angel's curves to myself. Her relieved smile makes my cock stiffen and my jeans uncomfortable. "Once we're inside Damian's apartment, would you be willing to uncover your hair?"

Her eyes shine into mine. "If that is your wish."

"Will it keep you from enjoying yourself?"

She shakes her head. "No, I do not think so."

"Then that, my beautiful damsel," I place a soft kiss on her cheek, "is what I wish."

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I resist the temptation to hold her hand during the drive, but only because I need to shift gears in the Mustang. My craving for touch hasn't diminished, and I only make it halfway to our destination b