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

only feeling my heartbeat that’s now pounding in my ears. Knowing that any moment I’m going to give him everything. His dimples make their presence known and I fall apart in his arms.
    My back’s resting against the wall across from the front door. His body’s pushed hard against mine and I recognize the feeling that’s running through my body as want. I also recognize this as being very similar to the dreams I continue to have every night. “Have you always called me, angel?” I cock my head to the side as I wait for his answer. “Yes.”
    “Why?” I bite my bottom lip.
    “You’re the only person that’s ever brought light into my darkness. You and you alone.” He sweeps his tongue across his full lips. My eyes hold there watching at the perfect way he controls it.
    “Oh,” I fall short of words.
    “Have I met your friend before?” I need to know because I can’t compete with her, she’s so beautiful.
    “Abby, that’s not what I want to talk about right now.” His mouth meets mine without me having a clue it’s about to happen.
    The butterflies are back, and I melt into his arms relaxing so much so that I feel his grip tighten, holding me in place. He takes my mouth like he knows every inch of it.
    My tongue finds his in a heated fury. “No one loves me like you do,” he announces not breaking the contact with my mouth. My heart takes a leap. “I’ll let you set the pace, Abby.” His mouth has broken free and falls to my neck. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on.
    What am I really holding on to? My head’s spinning, I’m so confused. I don’t even know why I went to his apartment in the first place. What did I go there expecting?
    “I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long, touch your skin, and feel you in my arms,” he says raising his head.
    My heart flutters in rhythm to the movement of his lips. I don’t know how to respond, so I stay silent.
    “Evan,” I take a deep breath. I need some space. I don’t want space, but I think I need it because I’m about to give in to everything and more. “Can you please set me down?”
    He hesitates but complies and places me on the floor. “I’m sorry.” He steps back and this gives me the perfect opportunity to look at him, and God when I do, I nearly collapse. He is so beautiful.
    Dark hair, a suit holds him in place perfectly, but I can tell it’s having some trouble keeping him locked away as it stretches taut over his large chest and arms.
    “Umm, I’m not sure what I have to drink, but would you like something?” I say walking backward, running into a small table. “Oh.” I jump trying to catch my balance as something falls.
    I lean over to pick it up and see that it’s a picture frame. When I turn it over, I notice that it’s a photograph of Evan and me sitting at a fountain. I hold it in front of me and he reaches for it touching my hand as he does.
    “I remember this.” He smiles. “We’d been running on the track at Vernon Park.”
    “Oh?” I ask turning to enter the kitchen. I reach in the fridge hoping there’s water or some wine maybe.
    “Let me take you to dinner?” He places the picture back in its spot.
    I grab two bottles of water and sit at the kitchen bar.
    “I need to tell you something.” I look down as he finds a seat next to me. “I feel things for you, Evan. I’m not going to tell you that I don’t. I look at you and I feel all warm and fuzzy, but I don’t know you. As crazy as that sounds to you it makes perfect sense to me. That being said, I need you to slow down. No more amazing kisses or grabbing me in your arms, for now at least.” I take a large drink of the cool liquid. “I can’t think when you’re so close and I need to be able to think.” Oh God, I’m so stupid.
    He nods his head. “Ok.” His hand reaches for my knee retracting it right away. “I’ll do my best.” He half smiles.
    “I’m not saying I won’t get there, but for now I’m just not there yet.” I close