Angie tucked herself under his chin and snuggled in, curling her fingers into his shirt gently. It was truly a wonder that nobody ever questioned them having an affair. The thought was laughable to them, but if anybody were to ever see them, it would raise questions, she was sure.

It was a good thing she did, as the shock registered on her face before she could mask it— at least he couldn't see it this way. She subconsciously tightened her grip on him, concerned about where this conversation was going. A few possibilities turned over in her mind, a couple easily dismissed and another needed both more information and some research. "Thank you for telling me," She managed, trying to keep a tight hold on her own emotions, knowing it probably hadn't been easy to tell her.

"What was it exactly? Do you need anything from me?" He had to know she would go to the ends of the Earth for him, had the resources and the know-how to do it, not to mention the sheer determination to keep him with her by any means necessary.