Chapter 58: Take it down...
Angel shut her eyes, losing herself in the kiss, letting the moment consume her.
But when Tryson pulled away, his gaze was distant—cold yet resolute, as if bracing himself for the weight of his next words.
"Listen, Angel," he said, his voice softer than his expression. "I know you don’t really care, and I know there are more explanations to this, but right now, I just need you to be okay. I made a promise—to you, to Moore—about your well-being. I won’t be the reason for any more chaos. So, until this settles, you need to stay away from your phone."
For a moment, silence stretched between them.
Then, Angel forced a small smile and nodded, a quiet acceptance in her eyes. Tryson smiled back at her, ready to leave, but before he could take another step, Angel’s hand closed around his, stopping him in place.
The warmth of her touch made him turn, his gaze locking onto hers.
"Tryson," she began, a playful glint in her eyes. "I was thinking... maybe you could use this opportunity to fully commit to me. I mean, you brought me to this resort for my well-being, right? So, why don’t we take it a step further—make it real this time?"
She lifted her hand, wiggling her fingers teasingly. "You could finally put that ring where it belongs."
Her tone was light, teasing, but beneath it lay an unspoken challenge—a daring invitation wrapped in charm.
A full smile spread across Tryson’s face, but instead of answering, he moved—sudden and deliberate—closing the space between them.
In a heartbeat, his hands found her waist, pulling her flush against him.