Mona came in through the back patio door.

"Good morning!"

Tony turned around and glared at her.

'The hell it is!" He growled and stalked off to the kitchen.

"HMMM someone's shorts are in a knot! I guess I better find out what crawled up his butt."

She followed after him.

"Okay Bub. What's the problem?"

"Oh, nothing! Nothing at all!" His actions belied his words though. If him slamming the refrigerator was any indication.

"Oh yeah. Sure. Out with it."

Tony didn't say anything. He just got a bowl out of the cupboard, cracked a few eggs in them and began whipping them.

Mona sat down and observed him. Something was definitely bugging him.

"So, I take it you didn't get any last night."

"Mona!"

"Kathleen wouldn't put out?"

"MONA!"

"You wouldn't put out?"

"MONA!"

"Well something is going on. Is it about you and Kathleen?"

"Kathleen doesn't have anything to do with this."

"Okay. Then who does it have to do with?"

Tony sighed and got a pan out and sprayed it. He turned on a burner and waited for it to heat up and put the pan on it and poured the eggs into it. He scrambled the eggs, adding cheese and some cut up ham. After it was done he grabbed a few plates and divided it up and turned the burner off. He set a plate and silverware in front of Mona and poured them both some orange juice and sat down beside her.

"I'm going to ask again. What is wrong? Who are you so mad at?"

"Angela."

"Angela? Why?"

"Why? Mona, she never came home last night! She spent the night with Christopher!" He growled and took a bit of his eggs.

Mona smiled.

"Mona! This isn't something to smile about! She had sex with Christopher!"

Mona smiled wider.

"Mona! Why are you so happy about this?!"

Mona shrugged. 'Why shouldn't I be? Christopher is a hot and sexy man. He's single. Angela is single. They've got on a few dates." She took a bite of her eggs.

"But, they've only gone out on a few dates!"

Mona raised her eyebrows, took a swallow of her juice and sat back.

"Oh really? So Angela has sex with Christopher after going out on a few dates? Now remind me again Tony how many dates did you have with Kathleen before you hopped in the sack with her?!"

Tony felt himself getting red and drank his juice down in one gulp.

"Well..uh that's different!"

"How?"

"Because I knew Kathleen. We were-are- classmates."

"Okay. fine I'll give you that. But tell me the truth Tony, how well did you really know her?"

"Well we talked in class."

"About what?"

"Oh you know. The weather. The class."

"I see. So basically it was just everyday idle chit chat. Hi Tony! Hi Kathleen! Nice weather isn't it? Yes it is. Are you ready for today's class? Yes, I am. Does that sum it up?"

Tony sighed. "Yeah."

"But there was obviously something you saw in her otherwise you never would have slept with her that night and you wouldn't be dating her now."

"I know. It's just the idea of Angela having sex with him!"

"I see. So then tell me. How do you feel right now?"

"Like crap! I want to hit something! Preferably him!"

"And what else? How do you feel physically?"

He shrugged. "Well my stomach is all in knots."

"You feel like you've been punched in the stomach?"

"Yeah."

"And you feel a huge lump in your throat?"

He nodded.

"Well Bub that is exactly how you made Angela feel."

"I did?"

She rolled her eyes. "Of course you did! My God Tony she was devastated over what you did! She thought-hell we all thought that eventually the two of you would be together. But then you slept with Kathleen and told Angela you didn't know if it was over with her or not and completely broke her heart. And now that Angela is in a relationship with a sexy and charming man for some reason you can't handle it?! So what the hell were you expecting? You could date but Angela was supposed to sit here in the house pining away for you?!" She glared at him and took a few bites of her eggs.

Tony ran his hand over his face. "No, of course not. I'm just…"

"You're just what?"

He shook his head. "I'm confused. I mean the idea of Angela being with him that way.."

"And how the hell do you think Angela feels? How she felt when she realized that you had sex with Kathleen? She was absolutely heartbroken. I have never seen her that lost since her Father died. "

"Mona, I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt her."

Mona put her hand over his. "But, you did. I know you didn't do it intentionally but you did. "

She finished her eggs and drank the rest of her juice. She stood up and walked to the swinging door.

"Mona, what if she decides to go to Athens?"

"If she does, I hope she has a fabulous time!"

With those paring words she went into the living room leaving Tony to ruminate over everything.

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His hands.

His lips

His….

Angela giggled as she remembered the night before. It had been a while since she had been intimate with a man and it had felt so damn good! She squirted some of her peaches and cream bath gel onto her sponge and ran it up and down her neck remembering Christopher's lips. She then ran it over her breasts remembering the way he had licked and suckled them. She ran the sponge up and down her legs remembering wrapping them around his waist as he pounded into her bringing her to a massive orgasm. She felt her face get hot and turned the faucet on cold and splashed her face,

"Oh boy!" She panted. "Ok, you need to get a hold of yourself!" But that was easier said than done. Christopher had made her feel so damn amazing! She had felt like a Goddess. He had been so attentive. So caring. And so passionate. Just like she imagined Tony would be…

WAIT! Why in the hell was she thinking of him? Tony didn't want to be with her in that way. He had made that perfectly clear when he had screwed Kathleen and then decided to keep on seeing her. She wiped away the tears that fell down her cheeks.

"Okay, Tony doesn't want to be with you. He chose Kathleen over you. He chose a relationship with her over a relationship with you. Christopher wanted you last night and he wants to take you to Athens." She turned the faucet off and finished washing herself and then drained the tub and stood up. She grabbed her towel and began drying her backside.

The door slammed open revealing a hot, bothered, and angry Tony.