Angel of Ash by Josephine Law Read Free Book Online Page B

city in America that is that old, unless of course you count the Indian towns, but they are small, tiny by comparison.”
    “Indians, I have seen pictures…there are a few here…you look, slightly like them, what is your background?”
    She wasn’t use to such blatant curiosity, but still answered him. “My father is white, his family is from Germany and my mother was African.”
“Oh, no wonder…” he said before trailing off.
    Love’s curiosity was piqued. “No wonder, what?”
    But Asher only smiled, lifting his left lip slightly in a half grin. “No, reason, ms, tell me is there any sights you wish to see, once we get you settled in?”
    “I am not sure, I studied books about England as soon as I learned I was to come, there are the Druid ruins, and the tower of London and its’ famous Market square…and the theater,”
    “You wish to take in a show?” He asked.
    “Oh, yes…father has taken me a few times in Boston but he as most people do tells me there is nothing compared to a London stage and production.”
    “He is quite right, even though, we like all countries, having our share of disreputable theaters.”
    “ Oh, I am sure, but in all this the thing foremost upon my mind is getting to Hunter as quickly as possible, I have missed her dreadfully in the past years.”
Asher nodded, she was so expressive, so open, something that Asher knew was to be a rarity indeed in most, if not all women. But she too was probably like most women; he had no expectations as to her behavior, no questions as to the thought of her lack of innocence. He could not wait to bed her, but the anticipation was also in the waiting. “As she has missed you, too,” he returned. “From her words, herself, she tells us, how you helped her escape, how you were her only friend during her…trial, our family is indebted to you, forever, and my lady.”
Angel tried waving his words away, nodding slightly. “Those times, they weren’t all bad…we had each other, sir, I mean Asher. I always knew, deep in my heart, that Hunter was strong, that she would one day escape.”
    “She could not have without you.”
    “Oh, yes, she is too strong, she knew there was something out there, waiting for her and he….his hold upon her would be relinquished. I was there, to help, to listen and to comfort, we formed a bond that can never be shaken, I believe Hunter is my sister, in spirit and she has said more than once that I am hers. She deserves as much happiness as possible, more than anyone I know.”
    Asher could not find fault with her words, except her seemingly small role in Hunter’s life. “You helped save her, Angel, don’t ever lessen your role upon and in Hunter’s life. It was you, Gabriel, her husband tells us, who told him of her and how you wanted more than anything for Gabe to take her away. Hunter told me in no uncertain words that if it were not for you she would have died a long, long time ago, but your will and your spirit made her want to risk everything, in honor of everything that you had done for her.”
    Angel could do nothing, staring at her hands blindly as tears formed in her eyes. She rarely cried unless she was moved more than words, the last time she had cried had been upon finding her father. And before that, had been the time when she thought Hunter would die after Laird had beaten her brutally.
    She felt Asher move, before her, sitting directly in front of her, even though she kept her eyes upon her tightly clasped hands, she saw his move on top of her hands, hold hers gently, while one hand cupped her chin, lifting it to meet his eyes. “The time for tears is now over, my lady, it is a time for celebration, you are to be reunited with your dearest friend and my sister upon the eve of her first child, why then, the tears?” He asked gently.
    Shaking her head, Angel bit her lip, the tears standing upon the crevice of her eyes before falling over to her cheeks, she felt dumb and young, before Asher. “I