64: Diane

A breath caught in Calvin’s throat. God, he had missed his angel. Her presence stirred mixed emotions deep within him. His arms looped around the body pressed to his but lacked the force hers did. Angel must have noticed his lack of excitement because she stepped back and waved.

“Hey,” she said without looking at his face. Her dress was tight around her waist, highlighting the thinness of it and her voluminous boobs. He missed touching them, burying his face between those gorgeousness. 

“Hey,” he replied. 

Calvin’s gaze strayed back up to her face, and he noticed she was wearing makeup. He would have kissed her if things were normal between them. The time away from her hadn’t cooled his temper. Being away from her annoyed him, being around her had his emotions in a knot. It was a first for him.

Their prolonged stay at the café entrance had attracted some attention to them. He kept his face down fo