He didn’t miss that derisive noise – for all he knew, it might as well have been his own. He couldn’t begin to guess just how close she was to Cash, but everything she had said thus far pointed to an old friendship, someone who knew him well – which meant she certainly knew the marriage had not been his idea, if not all the rest of it.
Theo shot Angie Swan a grimace he thought might be similarly reflective of the expression – and whatever fleeting thoughts that had caused them – to just cross her face. “That happy for him, huh?” he said wryly, mouth still a little downturned at the thought of it, this next inevitable stage of the duties Cash owed to his father, and his family, this evolving prison of his life. “Yeah,” he agreed, seeing no use in hiding his bitterness about the whole situation, now. “Great news, isn’t it?” A child really would just be the cherry on top, wouldn’t it?
Theo shot Angie Swan a grimace he thought might be similarly reflective of the expression – and whatever fleeting thoughts that had caused them – to just cross her face. “That happy for him, huh?” he said wryly, mouth still a little downturned at the thought of it, this next inevitable stage of the duties Cash owed to his father, and his family, this evolving prison of his life. “Yeah,” he agreed, seeing no use in hiding his bitterness about the whole situation, now. “Great news, isn’t it?” A child really would just be the cherry on top, wouldn’t it?
