Did he just give her a...a nickname?? Why would he suddenly call her that?

Deciding to overlook that, she closed her eyes, her life practically in his hands. The blizzard got heavier, and as he walked through the snow, the wind made his dark hair scatter across his face. Snowflakes clung decoratively to it, and the same happened to Angelina's hair.

She seriously needed to get a haircut again because it was starting to grow longer than a man's hair should. She would start getting noticed if she were to wait much longer.

Rage quickened his steps, and luckily for her, there wasn't a single mobster in the compound because...