Chapter 32

• "And that's what I'm doing," Nathaniel assured her. He wanted to get to know his Angel, make her his only. The blush and smile should only be reserved for him and God bless any third wheeler. He was a possessive person, what was his, always remains his whether by hook or crook.
• Aunty Sally smiled, seeing the possessive glint in Nathaniel's eyes, and shook her head, "Let's not make her wait," she said, removing her apron before hanging it on the hook.
• "Yeah" he nodded and couldn't wait to see his Angel.