Angel's Halo: Guardian Angel

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Authors: Terri Anne Browning
bar was part of my legacy and I would gut anyone who tried to take that away from me.
    “No more news in that area. Spider has picked up some whispers here and there about the clubhouse and even about Uncle Jack’s garage. Nothing more about the bar, but we aren’t ruling that out. I don’t want Raven or Willa here alone, ever.”
    “Agreed,” I assured him. No way was I going to put my sister or Willa in danger, even if it was just a bunch of hot hair being tossed at us by that poor little rich boy with mommy issues.
    By the time Bash and I were finished talking, Colt and Raider were locking up. Bash and I went home, but my brothers had other plans for the rest of the night. Like getting their dicks wet in one of the sheep over at our clubhouse. When I entered the house Bash was already heading up the stairs, but I wasn’t ready to face Gracie yet. I needed to get myself under control or I was going to go straight up to my room and wake her up the way I’d been dreaming of for months now. By licking that sweet, innocent little pussy of hers until she was screaming for more.
    I drank a beer and watched TV for an hour, trying to turn my stormy thoughts of the day’s events off so that I might get some sleep tonight. Toby slept at my feet, snoring louder than one of my brothers after a night of hardcore drinking. I glared down at the dog, thinking of his master and wanting to wrap my hands around her neck.
    Damn Flick. If you asked me, she was being seriously selfish. Taking off without a word or so much as a hint of where she was going. Making us all worry for weeks on end and burning up favor after favor as we tried to find her. Then calling on a fucking burner phone to ask for her own favor that could have kept Jet in jail for the rest of his damn life.
    I’d grown up thinking of Flick as another sister—okay, so maybe not just a sister. One look at that female and no one would consider her a sister unless they were actually related to her. But I’d never been tempted to take her to bed. It had been beat into me that she was just as precious as Raven and should always be protected. When she’d called me and asked me to get a message to Jet, I’d only done it because I thought I had owed her something.
    Lucky for her, Jet hadn’t been caught doing her little favor and would be home in a few more weeks. If things had been different, if my brother would have had to spend the rest of his life in prison because of her fucking favor, I would have hunted Flick down and…
    Shit, I wasn’t sure what I would have done once I’d found her. I’d never mistreated a female in my life. Sure, I’d done plenty of bad things that would land me in the deepest part of hell for eternity, but hurting a female hadn’t been one of them. Fortunately, I didn’t have to worry about that since it was all over now.
    My head was starting to pound and my eyes were feeling heavy so I finally went up to my room. When I opened the door I found the bathroom light still on with the door cracked. It cast a soft glow over my bed, and the female tangled in my sheets. Like it always did, my dick instantly reacted to the sight of Gracie sleeping in my bed and I took a moment to savor it.
    Her long, thick red hair was spread over her pillow. She was lying on her side, with one hand tucked under her chest, the other resting over her stomach. The covers were tucked under her arm, but I still saw that she was wearing that damn adorable pajama top with the little butterflies all over it. Her legs were bent and tucked toward her stomach, making her ass pop back. If I had been beside her, that ass would have fit perfectly against my crotch, almost like a puzzle piece snapping into place.
    If I didn’t do something soon I wouldn’t be able to come home to this every night. I wouldn’t get to climb into bed with that little sweet, innocent goddess every night and hold her and sleep peacefully. If she were gone I would be lost, and I wasn’t sure if

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