Chapter Nineteen-Angel

I know I got shit to handle. Issues to deal with. Problems at work that need solving. Like finding the motherfucker who keeps attacking us.

But not today.

Today, I surprise Giselle with this trip to the New York Renaissance Faire.

It’s a weekday, so it’s not as crowded as I imagine the weekends are. But after the past few weeks of really getting to know her, I think I have an idea of what kind of things Giselle is into.

This is her first time here, and I feel stupid proud to be the one to take her. I don’t know why. But it’s something I’m learning to accept.

The emotions this woman conjures from the depths of my dark soul are things I never felt with anyone else.

Like obsession, devotion, happiness.

Fuck.

I can’t stop thinking about her. I want to be with her all the time. Want to see her smile. I swear, sometimes her smile makes my heart stop.