"Your wings..." I was breathless. I was now seriously considering I was crazy or dreaming. He looked broken. "Th-thank you for saving me sir..." I hesitated. I realized some things. One, I was on top of The Statue of Liberty. The flame to be exact. Two, a- an- an angel was in-front of me, who probably just saved my life. Three, he seduced me. And I fricken' hell liked it. I thought just an hour ago that I was straight. Four, something was happening, and I was in the middle of it. Lastly, this list sounded terribly cliché and a whole lot like Twilight. Fuck.