WITTY TONGUE

The door to the bathroom opened, and Angel walked out to see Ares pacing back and forth, completely naked.

Her face flushed, as she brought her gaze elsewhere.

Ares turned on feeling her presence. "I'll just use the bathroom," he simply said, as he walked past her.

She sensed something was wrong, and wondered if it had to do with David again.

With a sigh, she wore her sweatpants and waited patiently for him.

When he walked into the kitchen again, he was fully dressed.

"I need to go take care of something," he said as he walked up to her.

"Will you tell me if I ask what it is?"

He appeared to be in deep thought for a few seconds, before he finally gave her a response.

Stepping forward, he cupped her face into his palm.

"You know how you hate when I'm mean?" He started by asking.

"To me especially." She nodded.