Angel took in a deep breath and out, he pulled his hand out of Summer's own.
"I'm sorry, love, but I can't do that. I have lots of work to do. Goodnight."
Angel turned around and walked out of Summer's room, closing the door behind him. Summer clasped her hand and gulped in the tears that threatened to fall.
What was this feeling she felt? Rejection? Why did she feel like that when he pulled away from her? Summer gasped and placed a hand on her chest as her heartbeat painfully.
"Angel…" She whispered, then broke into a sob.
***
Summer threw punches over and over again at the punching bag that Angel was holding. They had been going on with this for more than thirty minutes now, and she felt that her body was finally going to give way, Summer bent over and gasped out of breath.
Angel scowled at her. "Is that the best you can do? Stand up, Summer."
