Angel pulled away from Shane a little reluctantly. She'd always wondered why thing had gone so wrong between them. "I'm in the mood for chinese food. Wanna stay?"<br/>Shane paused, as he bustled around the kitchen putting the stuff away. His eyes flitted to the door. As she waited, Angel absently rubbed her stomach. "Are you okay, hun?" Angel jumped.<br/>"Yeah. Why do you ask?" She said, removing her hand a bit to quickly.<br/>"You keep rubbing your stomach. In fact your shirt's looking a bit tighter than normal." He paused. Angel's face flushed. "Don't hit me, but have you gained weight again?" He crossed his arms and winced. Angel knew he was joking, but she wasn't in the mood for a fight. She ran a worrying hand over her forehead.<br/>"Yeah. I guess so. but you never answered my question. Do you want to stay for dinner?"<br/>"Sure, hun. If you don't mind, I was kind of hoping to crash on your couch." Angel nodded as she reached for her phone.