No, not you, too! I’ll never have a chance with him!
When she hung up the phone, Maria smiled at Adalyn. “Lucca said, if we ask him and he wants to, then we can go.”
She was starting to get uncomfortable. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“’Cause you’re going to ask him.”
“Why me?”
“He’s your boyfriend, not mine,” Maria told her, holding the door open. “Lead the way.”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” she corrected as she headed out the door. I might wish, though.
All the girls and Maria’s two bodyguards headed toward Angel’s room now.
When they got off the elevator, she suddenly and strangely got a little nervous as she reached his door.
“Guys, it’s Saturday. He’s probably busy and doesn’t want to deal with us. He had to all week.”
The tall blonde forced her along. “Do you want to see the movie or not?”
Biting her lip, Adalyn stared at the door while they waited a few feet away. Unsure whether to do it or not, she eventually said, fuck it, and knocked on the door.
Only a few moments passed before the door was suddenly opened and a sinisterly smiling Angel appeared.
It was hard for her to concentrate on what she had come here for, considering he was just wearing jeans and a dark-colored T-shirt that exposed many of his tattoos.
Lake and Elle were practically breaking their necks for a better glimpse of him.
When she continued to stare, Angel tried to help her out. “Yes?”
“Sorry, um.” She cleared her throat, trying to get her thoughts under control. “We wanted to go to the movies, but we kinda need one more person to watch all of us in order to go. No one else wants to, so basically, I was wondering if you wanted to see a movie with us?”
“Sure. Give me a second,” Angel answered instantaneously.
Having expected rejection, her jaw hit the ground for the second time today when he went back inside to grab his things.
“Wait … Is he your boyfriend?” Elle began to wonder.
“No,” she whispered back, evil eyeing Maria for saying that earlier.
“Maybe we do need new boyfriends, then,” the strawberry-blonde admitted, starting to get a little mad that Angel had easily agreed, while Nero would rather work than take them.
Angel opened the door and came back out, wearing a plain, dark gray sweatshirt. “So, what are we going to see, sweetness?”
Adalyn practically melted to the floor. “Jumanji.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Oh, we definitely need new ones.” A hint of jealousy was in Lake’s voice.
“Did they try to get you to take them to the movies, too?” Vincent busted out laughing as he saw Nero enter the security room to watch the cameras.
“You fucking asshole. I know you told them to ask me.” Nero threw himself down on the chair. “It was my fucking day off, too.”
Vincent laughed even harder. “Don’t bitch at me. You could have still had your day off if you had taken them.”
“I can’t handle them all by myself, you dick! Especially not with your crazy-ass sister. She rubs off on them too much. I can’t even control Elle with her around.”
“Sorry, unlike you, I actually had to work today.” Hitting him on the shoulder, he told him his real plan. “And now I have you to keep me company.”
Nero rubbed a hand through his black hair to keep from punching him in the face. “I swear to God, Vincent, one day, I’ll fucking kill you if Lucca doesn’t beat me to it first.”
Vincent was unbothered. “You guys are just jealous because I’m smarter and better-looking than you.”
Laughter came from the other side of the room, where Sal was on a high-tech computer, surrounded by monitors.
“The fact that you think that only makes me fucking want to kill you more.” Nero had to get up and put distance between them so he wouldn’t be tempted.
It’s true. Vincent decided to admit it in his head instead of out loud this time.
Almost thirty minutes had passed when Sal spoke up while continuing to violently tap on his keyboard. “Nero, the coast is clear to go home, if you want.”
“What do you mean?” Nero asked, turning around.
“The girls went to the movies, and Elle went with them.”
Wasting no time, he stood up. “I’m out, then.”
“Dammit!” Vincent felt defeated that his plan had failed. “Who took them?”
“Maria decided to join, so she has her men.”
Nero stopped, worry etched on his face. “That’s all they took? Two men isn’t enough for all of them.”
“Oh no, don’t worry; Lucca told them that wasn’t enough, so they got someone else.”
“Okay, cool.” Nero turned to leave again.
It wasn’t adding up for Vincent. Who would have been left to take them? Everyone else was working. And those who weren’t, were at home with their families.
“Who?” he asked.
“Angel,” Sal answered while tapping away.
Nero stopped in his tracks. “Angel?”