Griffin pulled Angela close to him again, wrapping his legs around her. It was almost midnight and, except for sneaking into the kitchen draped in sheets for a snack, they'd spent most of the evening in bed. Angela stretched languidly to smother Griffin’s lips with her own. She felt satisfied and more relaxed than she had in years. She wished the moment could last forever, but looking at the clock, she realized it was time for Griffin to go.

“At least you won’t bump into Ted ...