Only Angel

~Chapter 22~

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Genevieve's POV

I leaned away from King quickly, pushing his chest a little harshly.hhhhghbhgg
"'M-Michael, what are you doing here?"

He looked at us quietly before handing me something.

"Diana told me to give this to you." He said giving me a magazine.

"She said she wasn't feeling good and wouldn't help you design the dress but she circled ideas in the magazine." He said dryly.

'Forget Diana' I said in my head, Feeling guilty I wanted to say something about what he walked into.

King got up and began to walk away, "I'm going to go, I'll call you." He said brushing past Michael, bumping his shoulder.

"King!"  I didn't know if I wanted to run after him or stay here with Michael. Fuck it I'll go after him to at least apologize.

I past by Michael leaving him dumbfounded and going out to the end of the hallway.

"King, I'm sorry for pushing you like that I just..... got scared."

He nodded looking down not saying a word " Its Ight, I understand you still got feels for him, but let me take you out Friday night so you could forget him."

I smiled sweetly at him as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Where are you taking me?" I said.

"How about my restaurant, Él Divińo!" He smiles proudly.

"Restaurant  huh? Who new King G. Carter would turn out to be a chef, or owner!"

"Is that bad?" He smirked.

" No, we didn't think the nerd who wanted to be a crazy scientist wanted to be actually a chef." I said giggling.

He smiled " After my dad left my mom, she planned my future she wanted me to go to Harvard, become a natural resource scientist but then I had this passion to cook and then I chose to follow my dreams and not the one she chose for me.

I smiled at him before he let me go.

" Well I'll see you Friday and I'll tell you more and I'll text you the details tomorrow."

He kissed my cheek and walked away.  But then remembered I had a bigger problem and that was Michael still here and witnessing everything .

I walked in quietly and we stared at each other until I spoke up .
"Michael we-."

"Just take the magazine. I don't care anymore...."

I looked at him in disbelief and I snatched away the magazine. He wants to be rude. Well I can be rude too.

" Were not together I could care less who you open your legs to."

I rolled my eyes at him "There goes the old Michael again. The ignorant, no filter, player mike."

He smirked "I've changed but sometimes I feel that side of me never left ."

I frowned at him "your right it never left."

His smirked dropped as I walked away from him and to the living room.

"What are you doing here Michael?"  I said slowly

"I just said I came here to drop by the magazine."

"I know you said that but what are you still doing here? Your pregnant fiancé is at home probably wondering why you aren't home yet."