ANGEL'S KISS (A Dark Angel's Novel) by Lynne Stevie Read Free Book Online

feelin?”
    “Great, actually, but I’m pissed that I can’t remember what happened. And, oh yeah, guess what else is missing….that red wig I love. That bastard must have ripped it right off my head. I’ve got the scabs to prove it.”
    “Man—that sucks! But, remember, you’re fine. That’s what matters.”
    “Yeah, yeah, I know. I didn’t call to bitch. How’s the Janeck case going? Anything happen today, while I was otherwise engaged?”
    “Not really. I relieved Riley after I left you at the hospital. Philip hasn’t left the house and he hasn’t even opened the curtains. Maybe he’s sleeping off a bender or something. Did he drink much last night?”
    “No, he seemed sober enough. Did Riley have anything to report?”
    “Riley gave me a full report...of empty pages. Says the guy had no visitors and no activity at the house. Lights stayed on in the kitchen and living room all night. I haven’t seen any changes today, either. It’s sort of strange; wouldn’t you even check the mail or something?”
    “You’d think. Well, we don’t have any cause to check the house, so just keep watching. Who’s on tonight?”
    “Riley’s coming back as soon as he sleeps and showers, probably around two. I was planning to call Mrs. Janeck in the morning. Let her know that we haven’t gotten anywhere and its okay to return from her ‘trip.’ We need to find out if she still wants us to tail him. It’s your call, but the guy seems legit.”
    “Yeah, maybe he’s on the level. But something isn’t right with this situation. I just can’t put my finger on it. I’ll bet he’s into something.”
    “I try never to fight woman’s intuition, and I have to admit I’ve got a bad feeling about this house with no movement inside. We should have had her sign a release to bug the place.”
    “I’ll remember that for next time. Maybe I’m just being pessimistic after everything last night. Thanks for taking care of this one; I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Call me if our friend gets any visitors tonight.”
    “You got it. See ya at the office tomorrow, peace out.”
    I put the phone on the charger and checked out dinner options. Yea! Alan had gone to the store, and we had steak, potatoes, and stuff for salad. The perfect meal. I got things assembled, marinating the steak and washing the potatoes, dicing and chopping things for the salad. Thankfully, these mundane jobs kept my mind busy.
    Alan came down just as I was finishing the prep work and loading the potatoes into the oven to bake. He looked rested and tussled in his washed-out jeans and t-shirt. I love watching him walk around barefoot in Levi’s .
    “Hi,” I said wrapping myself around his lean frame. Just the smell of his skin sent a shiver through me. I looked up into his light-blue eyes and was almost overwhelmed with the urge to climb up his body and make love to him right there. The kiss I gave him must have conveyed that desire, because he pulled his lips away to look into my eyes. I could see the hunger in his, too. But I could also see hesitation.
    “What, I can’t come on to my husband?” I said with real anguish.
    “Hummm,” he said nuzzling my neck, “you know I want you.” Then he picked me up and set me on the counter. He used his body to push my legs apart so I could feel just how much he wanted me. “I’m just nervous about your state of mind. Honey, you were just attacked, and you’re acting as if nothing happened.” He kissed the back of my injured hand. “I’m worried.”
    I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, I could feel him throbbing against me. A little breathlessly, I whispered into his ear. “Haven’t you ever heard of physical therapy?” That was all it took for him to forget his reservations and give in to me.
     
    I lay in bed listening to Alan snore. Alan and I have always had a good physical relationship, but we’ve been married for close to ten years. For a while now whenever we’ve