Angel POV
Dinner went as usual. Simon smiling like a maniac after he successfully sat next to me which was quite adorable, Mr. Brown and Sebastian complimenting me on my cooking, Mrs. Brown asking me how long I would stay, and Chrissy asking me to read her a story. I changed into one of Mrs. Brown's nightgowns. I was about to get into bed when I heard a faint knock on the door. I opened the door to see Simon.
"Angel, are you still up for sleeping under the stars?"
My heart did another flip. "Yes, but maybe you should leave a note for your siblings so they won't worry."
"I suppose."
After Simon made a note, we rushed down the stairs and went outside. We were gazing at the stars when Simon spoke up.
"Not meaning to intrude but how come you never went to your realatives for help?"
"My father sprend lies about me. I don't know why. We were close father and daughter, but everything changed after Father's younger brother came. Father spent less and less time with us."
"I'm sorry , Angel. I shouldn't have asked."
"It's alright. It's pretty natural to know those kinds of things." I shivered a bit.
"Are you cold?"
"A bit."
"Come here."
"What?"
Simon had already wrapped his arms around meand pulled me down, saying, "Are you still cold?" He grinned.
"Not anymore."
I kissed him ever so slightly on the cheek in thanks. This time I didn't blush.
"You know, Angel? You smell like vanilla."
"You smell like blueberries."
"I love you, Angel."
My eyes widened in horror, I felt the same way but... No.
