He closed his eyes and moaned. “You are evil.”
I laughed as his hands on my hips lifted me like a bag of sugar and tossed me to the other side of the couch. Served him right. Grinning, I stared into his smoldering gaze. “I play dirty.”
His eyes darkened to a smoldering honey. “I’m in so much trouble,” he groaned.
I only laughed harder. He had no idea.
Angel and Chase’s story continues in…
CHASING ANGEL
Coming soon a Novella about Emma and Travis…
BREAKING EMMA
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Acknowledgements
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Bonus Straight from the mouth of Chase Winters
(Unedited – read at your own risk.)
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She was leaning against the porch banister watching me intently with eyes the color of wild blueberries, sweet and tart. I tried my damnest to ignore the fluttering in my stomach. With Angel, it was utterly pointless. She was part of me now.
And damn if that didn’t excite me. It made my blood run wild, but I would never admit that to anyone in a million years, least of all Angel.
Travis walked across her yard toward me, looking like he had seen better days. My cousin’s heart had been through the wringer the last year. Just another reason for me to avoid the plunge. Falling for a girl had not been on my list of things to accomplish before college. Being bonded to a girl hadn’t even crossed my mind. And yet here I was…
I gave a short lift of my head in a guy-kind-of greeting as we met me halfway between our yard and Angel’s.
“You better treat her good or I’ll wipe the floor with your demon ass,” Travis said in what I took as sort a brotherly warning. The kind we normally used with Lexi.
I arched a brow at my cousin, wondering where that had come from. Sure he was going through a tough time, and I hated the shadows that lingered behind his eyes. But I didn’t have time to dwell on what was going on with Travis because my eyes caught hers again and my breath slammed into my chest.
Something was up.
I could feel it charged in the air. I could feel it coming from inside her, it was written all over those expressive eyes. The fact that they now changed hues with her moods helped. It wasn’t hard to read what kind of mood she was in currently. Troubled. Sad. Confused. She chewed on her lip, and I knew she was working through something in that head of hers.
Lord help me.
But it didn’t stop her from looking at me like she wanted to gobble me right there on her porch. It was all just part of my irresistible charm. However, if she kept eyeballing me like that, I wasn’t going to be held accountable for my actions. So instead I shoved my hands into the pocket of my jeans and looked her over. I needed to make sure she was okay after last night and more so because I wanted to. “Hey,” I greeted. “You look better,” I added, my gaze finally landing on her face.
She shuffled her feet in a cute nervous gesture, and the corner of my mouth twitched. The fact that I found all her little habits cute was alarming. Very alarming. What was it about this girl that got to me? Never before had someone gotten so completely under my skin as Angel did. Why her?
The question plagued me night and day. Don’t get me wrong, it had more to do with than just her being stunningly beautiful, or maybe that was just the way I saw her. I’d been attracted to other pretty girls before but this…this was way different. This was on an entirely different level, even before the soulbond thing, I’d felt it. Really, if I was being totally honest with myself, I’d known the second I caught her on my porch that first day looking lost and unsure of herself. Well that was before she got her panties in a wad, which hadn’t taken much effort.
“Better than what?” she countered.
I looked forward to this. No one bantered like Angel and I did. “Do you always have to argue with everything I say?”
Her eyes flashed. “Maybe.”
I leaned a hip against the railing needing a little breathing room. I could smell her shampoo and the subtle sweet scent of her skin mixed with perfume. It was intoxicating to say the least. The last thing this little minx needed was to know how much she affected me, how much power she had over my actions. What I needed to do was get to the point. I hadn’t come over to be seduced by her or seduce her, but suddenly the idea had merit.