Page 6 of His Angel

“I—”

“And I know it wasn’t your intention,” he continues, cutting me off. “But I can see why Ivy’s upset, and so can you. That’s why you’re pacing like a caged animal.”

“I am not,” I say, before realising he’s right and pulling the chair out from his desk.

He gestures to Leo for one of the balls on the bedside table, and he grabs one, giving it a testing squeeze before launching it in my direction.

“Hey, what was that for?” I ask, throwing it back.

“You didn’t even apologise to her,” Leo says from the bed.

I cut a glare in his direction, waiting for Jacob.

Why doesn’t he just get rid of him? This is nothing to do with him anyway.

“He’s right,” Jacob admits, sending the ball back my way. “You can’t just keep pushing like this all the time.”

“Where’s Wyatt?” I ask, deciding I’m not going to get the support I was looking for with Leo here puppeteering my brother.

“He’s taken Ivy to the church,” Jacob replies.

“Right.” I nod, knowing there’s nothing else I can do now. I just have to wait. I throw the ball back to him. “Guess I’ll leave you guys to it then.”

“Stay,” Jacob says as Leo huffs an unimpressed noise out.

Both Jacob and I glower in his direction, but his only response is to roll his eyes.Wanker.

“I’m already interrupting,” I counter, getting up. “Catch you in a bit.”

I leave the two of them to it, a strange mix of disappointment and irritation tumbling around my system as I throw my trainers on and head out for a run.

I could head back downstairs and pummel the miles out on the treadmill, but there’s a reasonable chance someone would come and try to make conversation. Then again, Wyatt is out with Ivy, Leo and Jacob are holed up in his room, and with two already gone and the girls to entertain, how many does that leave to interrupt?

The crisp afternoon air makes the decision easy for me. I might not make it as far, but there’s something about being alone, your brain pushing through what ails you as your body heats against the cold, placing one foot in front of the other with no goal or destination in mind.

THREE

LEO

“Idon’t know how you put up with him.”

“Give over,” Jacob replies with a weary smile, putting the chair back as I rest against the headboard. “You’re just pissed off he beat you to it.”

He settles over my thighs, worrying the edge of my shirt in his fingers.

“That’s not fair, and you know it.”

Yes, I want Ivy, but she’s not the only one I’m interested in, and he damn well knows it.

“Really?”

His hazel brown gaze connects with mine, the green outline as stunning in the late afternoon sun as I’m sure it would be in the mid-summer heat, although I’d have an excuse for peeling the clothes off him in the latter.

“I don’t like people making decisions for others,” I argue. “There’s no need for it. Why not just give her the choice and let her choose him? Because he knows there’s a chance she won’t. She’d pick Wyatt, or me, or you, or just about anyone else.”

“But she didn’t—”

“No, because she didn’t get a choice.”

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