Angel watched him go to the kitchen, trying to shake herself out of wanting to keep hugging him. What she was feeling was just some stupid crush, that she was sure she far too old for, that would fade with a decent amount of time, which was why she’d tried staying away from him for the past couple of weeks, but she’d found missing him had been far worse than coping with how she felt around him.
She kicked off her shoes and curled with her feet beneath her on the sofa.