His Angel
Celina replied too quickly.
Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name.
"What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused.
Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when...
"Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter.
Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was.
Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.
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