You're Mine, Angel

"Who was that?"
He demanded.

"A friend."
I replied.

"Don't lie to me, angel face. Who. Was. That."

"I'm not lying. He's just a friend."

"Didn't look like it."

"Well, he is."

"Better be."

"He is."

"Alright."

"Okay."

"If I ever see that twit near you again I'll beat him 'till his tongue sticks out his ass."

"What? No, you won't."

"Yeah, I will. You're mine, angel."