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is breathtaking, and the now-familiar ache from last night returns.  
    Mikah senses her shift in mood. He slides up a little further until his mouth is even with hers. His kiss is filled with passionate promises of what’s to come.

SIXTEEN
    Sometime later they emerge from under the comforter, sweaty and breathing heavily. Neither one of them speaks until their heart rates calm down and their breathing returns to normal.  
    “Are you hungry?”
    Vivienne laughs a little bit. “I’m starving,” she says, and he smiles back at her.  
    “We can’t have that. How about breakfast in bed?”
    She laughs a little harder. “Breakfast? Mikah, it’s nearly two in the afternoon.”
    He laughs with her. “You’re right, but it’s never too late for breakfast.”  
    He flings the covers aside, sits on the edge of the bed and looks around for his pants. “Hmm,” he says when he can’t find them. He gives up, deciding instead to give Vivienne another show. He stands and walks toward the closet. When she realizes that he’s walking around naked, she hides under the covers again, giggling.  
    Mikah grabs two pairs of pants, one for him and one for her. He also grabs one of his Boston College t-shirts for her to throw on.
    “Here you go, sweetheart,” he says, emerging from the closet. “I’ll have Celeste and the boys bring your stuff up from the condo downstairs, but in the meantime, here’s a pair of my pants and a t-shirt for you.”
    She peeks coquettishly out from under the covers and giggles again.  
    He laughs. “You silly girl.”
    She smiles and he leans down to kiss her. She kisses him back, remembering all too clearly the last hour or so spent under the sheets.  
    But he doesn’t linger.  
    “Mind if I take a shower?” she asks.  
    “Never ask me, my home is your home. Please, make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back in a bit with food,” he says as he reaches the door.  
    As soon as he leaves the room Vivienne is desperate to see him again, but instead she climbs out of bed and takes the clothes Mikah’s laid out for her into the bathroom.  

    Mikah isn’t in the kitchen very long when he hears the running water of the shower. Smiling at the idea of Vivienne in his shower, he opens the fridge. He’s moving a few things around when Celeste comes around the corner.  
    “Can I help you, Mikah?”  
    He jumps at her voice and grazes his head on the door of the fridge in his haste to stand and turn around.  
    “Good morning, Celeste.”  
    “Afternoon, sir,” she says with a grin.
    He laughs. “No, I think I can handle some bacon, eggs and toast.”  
    “Of course.” She hesitates a moment. “Mikah, I just wanted to apologize. For last night.”  
    He cocks his head at her.  
    “Neither Red nor I nor any of us had any intention of having to spring who and what we are on you like that. We wanted to wait until you were comfortable with being an angel before we sat down to discuss it with you.”  
    “Stop. Though I don’t appreciate being kept of out things and I’m not certain I’ve grasped all of this angel stuff yet, I’m not angry. But I am curious as to how Vivienne found out before I did.”  
    Celeste looks uncomfortable for a moment. “I suggest you ask Vivienne about that. It’s not my place to explain it.”  
    “Fair enough.”  
    “Do you need anything else?” she asks, changing the subject.
    “Can you and the boys clean out the apartment downstairs? Bring up whatever you need from down there, plus all of Vivienne’s things?” he asks, his voice gentler than when they first started talking.  
    “It’s already been done. Her stuff is in the second bedroom. I will move it over to your room, if you’d like, when you’re not in the bedroom.”
    “Please?”  
    She nods.  
    “Thank you, Celeste.”
    “Anything, anytime. Anything else?”
    “No, I’m good. I think we’re going to spend the day in bed or in the TV room.”  
    “Sounds good.”