The Huntress
Just then, my phone rang, and it was Angelo.
“Morning, princess,” his deep voice stated. I could feel his smirk forming on the other end of the call.
“Shut up, Angel.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Don’t call me princess.”
“Why because you only want Jax to call you baby?” he chuckled.
“I’m going to kill you when you get here.”
“Oh. Well, good thing that I don’t plan on being there. Wait, where are you?”
“Russia.”
“You were in Afghanistan yesterday.”
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