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to make right now. Not while this crazy pen pal of yours is on the loose.
Her eyes were open windows to a chaos of emotion shock, confusion, anger, worry. And
hurt. A world of hurt. Too late, he remembered her tendency to take things personally, and his hands
on her shoulders tightened.
 After this letter-writing dick is caught and we ve put all this in the rearview mirror, we ll
make this happen, yeah? I just think we should play it safe for now and not make a big scene about
what s going on between us.
 A big scene?
 We know he s watching you. So it d be smart to make it appear to that asshole that we re not
that involved. We should play it cool for now, but I promise after we find out who he is and put him
in his place, there will be more Sunday dinners than you can shake a stick at. You got my word on
that.
 I get it. I m good. She dropped her gaze in tandem with her hands dropping from around his
waist, and she took a step back from him.  You ll explain my absence to your mother, won t you? I
know she s expecting me, and I wouldn t want her to think I m rude by not showing up.
 Don t worry about it. Some deep-seated instinct screamed at him to bring her back into his
arms, to not let that chasm grow between them, and hold onto her until she believed this wasn t
personal. But cold, hard logic and the memory of how horribly he d let his sister down kept him
statue-still.
For now, it was better this way.
It was shocking how contrary a human being could be, Angel decided as she curled up on one
end of the couch in her living room and surfed through the channels. The sun s dying rays filtered in
through the back patio s sliding glass door, and there was a bag of corn chips leaning against her hip
that she was calling dinner. Then, when that made her think of what Twist s reaction would be to that,
she lost her appetite and tossed the bag onto the coffee table.
Twist.
He d been so gung-ho on the idea of having her come to Sunday family dinner with him, while
she d worked herself into a nervous tizzy over the very idea. It didn t help that Joey and Novak had
also made a mountain out of that dinner molehill, so that ultimately she d been on the verge of
dreading it.
Then, like that, Twist threw the boat into full reverse, and suddenly the one and only place she
wanted to be was right beside him at the supper table, trying to impress the crap out of his parents.
Contrary to the point of insanity. That was who she was now.
No. That wasn t true. What she had become was deeply devoted to being a part of Twist s
life. Once she d lowered her defenses enough to admit she d fallen in love with him, everything
inside her had swan-dived headfirst into making that emotional connection into a total, no-holds-
barred commitment. He drove her crazy half the time with his control-freak ways, but he was funny
and sweet and thought only of her wellbeing before anything else. She wasn t a fan of being taken
care of, because from the age of seventeen she had thrived while taking care of herself. But it felt
good, more than good, to know he was there to lean on if she needed a breather, and together they
would get through anything the world tossed their way.
But it wasn t working out that way.
I just know a thing like love only works right when it s balanced between two people
who re giving it their all, in equal amounts. Otherwise the balance is off and everything falls to
shit.
Twist s words came back to her as clearly as if he were right there in the room with her. She
loved him absolutely, and she was willing to give him her all. But with this one little hiccup rocking
their boat, he seemed like he was looking for any excuse to bail. She was no expert when it came to
relationships. But she was pretty sure that bailing at the first sign of trouble wasn t how to succeed in
one.
Though for all she knew, this was just an aberration with him. He seemed to think it was
necessary to uninvite her to dinner in order to keep her safe, and that was very much like the
overprotective Twist she knew so well. The thing was, she just didn t get how he believed that going
their separate ways tonight was safer for her. Wasn t she safer when she was with him?
But if this was what he needed to do while her pen pal was apparently watching over her, then
she d go along with it.
She just hoped she wasn t being as blind as her mother had been when her father had begun
readying himself to leave the family that he said was smothering him. As far as Angel was concerned,
there was nothing worse than being a clich�d, willfully blind woman desperately clinging to a man
who didn t want to be there anymore.
 & candlelight vigil for fourteen-year-old Daphne Nester, whose body was found in
Garfield Park earlier this week. According to sources, the Westinghouse High School freshman
was raped and beaten to death with a rock, then partially hidden in the bushes. Police have made
an arrest in this incident, but have yet to release a name of the suspect. In lieu of flowers, the
Nester family is asking for donations to cover the cost of burying their only daughter. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]