Nathaniel Teen Angel by Patricia Puddle Read Free Book Online Page B

guard her? His head began to spin. He couldn’t stand the thought of Lucifer of Devlin getting hold of her. Oh, if only he could have powers as a human. When he had wings, he had confidence, but at the moment he felt about as powerful as a fish on the grass.
    Taking quick short breaths, he began to hyperventilate as the memory of Eloise squeezing his bicep when he took her to the shooting star came flooding back. Oh, Lord. Now he was remembering her kisses and how good she felt in his arms. There was no refuting it now. He had enjoyed her attention, which must’ve encouraged her to flirt with him—but oh, how her kisses had thrilled him beyond belief. His heart raced even faster and he gasped for air. Michael hadn’t lied. It was all true. He had fallen in love with Eloise that night, and even though Michael had erased his memory of it, he’d somehow kept it deep in his soul. He sat up and held his chest. Holy Heaven, he couldn’t breathe.
    Eloise grabbed his wrist, sending an electric surge up his arm and jolting him out of his panic attack. “Nathaniel, you’re shaking. Are you all right?”
    The concern on her face and the touch of her hand was all he needed to calm his nerves. He inhaled deeply and smiled. “It’s okay. I’m fine. Just a bit of anxiety, I guess.”
    “Jeez, you had me worried for a minute. I thought you might have food poisoning or something.”
    “Sorry, Eloise, I didn’t mean to worry you.”
    She grabbed her phone. “How about I put some relaxing music on? I have a great song collection.”
    He shrugged. “Sure, go ahead.” Though he liked most of her music, she sometimes played it appallingly loud, which annoyed him and her parents. He hoped she didn’t turn it up as loud as she did in her bedroom. He didn’t want to attract undue attention from the police. They’d probably arrest him for vagrancy.
    “This is my favourite song,” she said, hitting the play button. “It’s called ‘Wings’ and it’s sung by a girl called Birdy .”
    He stared incredibly at her. “Did you say, Wings ?”
    She huddled up next to him. “Yes and it’s from her ‘Fire Within’ album. I play it every night before I go to sleep.”
    Nathaniel held her gaze. Just lately, she’d been wearing ear-buds when she went to sleep, so this was what she was listening to. He couldn’t believe the things she was saying. Could they all be coincidences? Her favourite song was ‘ Wings from Fire Within ’? What on Earth was happening? Surely she couldn’t know he was her guardian angel, or that he was The Angel of Fire and had lost his wings? He blew out a breath. He couldn’t wait to hear the words to the song to see why she liked it. He glanced down at her. “Can you play it back from the beginning?”
    “Sure, and I won’t talk through it this time.” She rested her arm across his hips. “But just so you know, it reminds me of that dream I told you about.”
    Oh, Lord! That was it. Now, he was sure he was going to die. The title alone was enough to give him a seizure, but the song reminding her of her dream was just too bizarre. And if he had to listen to it with her hand fidgeting with his waistband, it would be his demise. Holy Heaven! How much sensuality could a fallen angel take?
    When the song began, Nathaniel moved her hand, then lay on his side with his head resting on his arm, but as soon as she laid beside him, he couldn’t help but take her hand in his. As the haunting music and sweet melodious voice of the singer drifted through the air, they gazed up at the twinkling stars and listened to the lyrics. Though the words could be interpreted in many ways, Eloise had obviously related them to her dream. He glanced at her pretty face. The song had moved him deeply, so he knew why she liked it. But knowing that he’d erased her memory of what happened that night, he couldn’t understand how she managed to dream about it, or that she envisioned the angel to look like him . Yet for some