My Demons (The Angel Trilogy #2) by Kimberly Blalock Read Free Book Online

grateful smile while I turning in that direction.
    I press the button and step into the large elevator when the doors open. I’m at a loss for words when I see the mantle. There aren’t any floor buttons only a keypad. The elevator doors close and I suddenly feel trapped. I press the button to open and step out.
    “Sterling?” I say.
    “Yes ma’am?”
    “I don’t know how to operate this.”
    His eyes meet mine as he comes to a conclusion. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize.”
    “No, you’re fine, I… ” I don’t know what to say. I’m not real big on announcing to the world that I don’t remember the last year.
    He winks. “Not a problem, we’ll get you up there in no time. He presses the code and I watch so I don’t forget it.”
    We each smile as he steps out and the doors close behind him.
    As the elevator comes to a stop my heart pounds in my chest and I think this is exactly what I want.
    The doors open and I step out. I’m surprised to see that the only doors on this floor consist of the two in front of me and what looks like a stairwell door to my left.
    I approach the double doors and as I knock on the two doors in front of me the one on the right pops open.
    “Hello?” I press my hand to the right door stepping one foot inside. No one answers and I’m not sure he’s even here. “Hello?” I ask again. I enter through the foyer and follow the hardwood floor amazed by the beauty and perfection that’s Evan’s apartment.
    I hear voices in another room. I think I could probably be a little more pronouncing, but I’m nervous. I tip toe through the foyer and Evan darts out from the large opening to my right.
    “What are you doing?” He grabs my arm.
    My mouth opens, but nothings coming out. From behind him emerges a woman. Not just any woman though, no she’s freaking stunning and perfect.
    “I’m so sorry.” I turn and run toward the front door of the apartment. I make it to the elevator doors when Evan runs after me. “Abby?” He tries shaking the words from my mouth. “Why are you here?” he yells at me and I want to cry, but I don’t.
    I’m pissed mostly because I don’t have a right to be. Do I want the right? That’s the question of the hour. “I’m sorry I didn’t know you had company. I… the door was open.” I tilt my head looking at the freaking exotic beauty behind him and I want to cry I’m so angry with myself. “I’ve got to go,” I growl and force myself from out of his hold when the door slides open.
    “Wait!” He jumps into the elevator with me grabbing my arm. I’m frozen to the spot because I have no idea what I’m supposed to do. Does he want me to stand here and meet his new girlfriend? “Evan I apologize for interrupting. But let go of my arm before I scream,” I demand quiet enough hoping that she doesn’t hear me.
    He lets go of my arm and drops his shoulders, I think I see regret darken his eyes for a brief moment. I almost change my mind. Almost.
    “You weren’t interrupting.” The woman jumps in at the last second.
    “Please let me leave with my dignity,” I beg, restraining myself from letting out a sob.
    “This isn’t what you think, Abby?”
    “Get off of the fucking elevator, Evan.” I stomp.
    He raises his hands in the air letting go of my arm and moves backward from the elevator and away from me.
    I watch as the doors close and then begin what I can only imagine will be the longest cry of my life. Just when I was about to let go of my fears I walk in on a woman in his apartment.
    I press the code I’d seen the concierge press hoping it’s the same to go down as it was to come up. When the elevator begins its decent, I hold my back in the corner wrapping my arms around myself.
    When the doors open I practically run out of my own shoes trying to escape my embarrassment. The man at the door says something, but I don’t stay around long enough to hear.
    The night has come and I realize I have no way home. I live in the