All Amity Allows (Fall for You Book 2) by Michelle Irwin Read Free Book Online Page B

good doctor was pretty cute. She also noted he thought of himself as Drew, not Andrew. It seemed her own name wasn’t the only one Michael butchered.. She hadn’t been able to study him in great detail as she’d spoken to the receptionist, but her sojourn at the registration desk had given him a chance to study her. She’d made sure of it. Even now, after she’d released him from her hold, Amity could still feel the way his gaze had prickled along her skin. As he’d watched her, she’d traced her grace around the edges of his mind and had gleaned some basic details about the girl— Becca, as Drew knew her—whom he was pining for.
    She just wished she’d been on the scene just a few minutes earlier, so she could have had a chance to witness the interaction between the cupid’s intended love and the one who’d suffered from the cupid’s misfired arrow. The hurt echoing off Drew in the moments before Amity walked into the hospital was still a palpable presence in her mind. She felt the truth of it echo through her limbs, just as it had rocked through Drew’s body.
    Having experienced the depth of Drew’s grief and love, Amity wondered whether it was even possible for the cupid to love the girl trapped in the middle of a Heavenly shit storm more than the doctor did. That question drove her need to learn more, which was probably exactly, what Michael expected to happen. Damn her curiosity and desire to learn the truth. She still wasn’t sure exactly what fallout her brother had been concerned about or why they’d wanted her on the scene. She had thought that paying the cupid a visit might help her to work it out. Except, she couldn’t do that.
    Technically, Michael warned her not to interfere there—hadn’t even given her names or any clues to go off in order to locate the wayward bow-boy. Despite that, she hadn’t thought it would be too difficult to find out more; there were markers she could look for after all, but Michael had been very explicit when he’d told her to stay away. He’d mentioned something about the delicate balance of the universe being at stake, and Heaven’s promise still needing to play out between the cupid and his lover. Michael had even gone so far as to warn Amity that her involvement with that couple might shift the plan entirely.
    That didn’t stop Amity’s growing curiosity though. Or quell her desire to ignore the advice and just do what she wanted anyway. She was guided by truth, and it signaled to her like a beacon. In her mind, there was a great big flashing neon sign that hung over Becca and her cupid, but there was something blocking Amity’s ability to read the metaphorical lettering. That something could only be interference from one of her brothers. Given that Michael was the one to assign her this task, and also the one who’d forbidden her access to the couple, it had to be him who was withholding what must be a whopper of a truth.
    It would come out in time though—the truth always did.
    Despite the aching niggle to discover what was being hidden from her, she decided against visiting the cupid. It had nothing to do with Michael’s warning though. She wasn’t letting him walk all over her. Her motivation was simpler than that; she wanted to study Drew further. Wanted to learn what made him tick. Wanted to discover what was so special about him that she’d been directly assigned to his case rather than Heaven simply setting another cupid onto the task to set him up with someone new. Besides, the easiest way to work out what was being hidden was to sit back and watch—to wait for something to reveal itself. The truth will out, Amity thought, and she knew that better than most.
    The instant she reached a corridor that hid her from prying eyes, she cloaked herself and returned to where Drew had stood when she entered the hospital. Only he wasn’t standing and watching any longer. He was striding up the hall toward Amity with a long, purposeful gait that was