His Angel: The Angel Trilogy Book One (24 page)

“Good morning beautiful.” Evan’s eyes are the first thing I see when I open mine. “Did you sleep well?” Mmmm I missed waking up to his beautiful smile every morning while I was away from him.

“I was in your arms all night so of course, I slept amazingly well actually.” I pull my arms out of the comforter and wrap them around his neck. “I smell coffee.” I smile.

“Well I can’t let my girl wake up without her caffeine, I know how you get,” he teases.

“Hey, don’t hate the caffeine-addicted woman that takes over my body in the mornings, you have to love her too. She comes with the package.”

Evan leans in, giving me a soft kiss. “I love every single one of your personalities.” He winks. “Come on I’ll get your coffee.” He pulls off the blankets and smacks me on the ass and heads towards the other room.

“What’s the big hurry? Don’t you want to stay in bed all day and cuddle with me?”

He turns around. “Cuddle? If I stayed in bed with you all day, cuddling isn’t what I would have in mind.” There is that evil ‘I am going to take over the world’ grin again. I think he has more personalities than I do.

I very unwillingly climb out of bed and pad towards the bathroom. I need to pee and take my birth control pill.

“Oh shit,” I say aloud as I realize my pills are in my room at my parents’ house. Oh well, we will be going there today, I will just take it later. I shrug.

I brush my teeth with a disposable toothbrush provided courtesy of the hotel, throw my hair in a messy bun, and walk back into the bedroom to find one of Evan’s t-shirts. I pad down the hall in search of Evan.

Evan in his entire sexiness; bare chest, jeans unbuttoned, hanging down low, making the V jump out. Damn!

“We are coming home today.” Pause. “Ok I will deal with that when I get back.” Pause. “No I will simply make it clear. Killed? No, it’s all good. Alright, thanks bro.” Evan ends his call that I have quietly walked in on.

I announce myself as he blows out a harsh breath. “Hey what’s going on? Is everything ok?” Evan looks up to see me leaning against the wall in his t-shirt.

“Fuck,” is all he says as he begins sliding his tongue against that damn sexy as hell lip of his.

My body quivers in response. That man can bring my body to orgasm with the simple licking of his tongue; oh, I am in so much trouble. A giggle escapes through my breath. I think I’m a nervous giggler.

Evan slowly makes his way to me, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Abby, you are never allowed to wear anything else ever!” His words are not harsh, but the demand is firm. I shiver. Why do I like that so much?

“Oh this old thing? Yeah well I needed something to wear and this sexy guy I know left it behind, so.” I bat my eyes at my sexy man.

“Oh that is one lucky…sexy guy, you have there. Lucky that he gets to wear something that has touched this skin.” He leans in, bending slightly to touch my thigh with his warm hand.

“I would say that I’m the lucky one.” I shiver again as his hand slowly slides up my thigh and under the t-shirt.

“Oh Abby I guarantee he’s the lucky one. Woman you bring me to my knees.” His free hand cups my ass, bringing me closer to him.

A breath escapes. I’m so ready to be taken by this man every second of the day. I reach forward to kiss him and he pulls back.

“You are such a tease.” My inner sexy girl is stomping her feet, throwing a temper tantrum. I need his lips on me.

“Oh, you want something Abby?” Oh, he
is
a tease. Well two can play this game. My inner sexy girl winks at herself now.

“Yeah I want some coffee.” I attempt to break from the hold Evan has on my ass, but he just holds on tighter.

“I didn’t say you could leave my touch. Did I say you could leave?” His lips graze my cheek. “Abby?” His lips continue towards my ear and when they make their descent, I’m done for. Game over. “Abby.”

“Huh?” That is all I can say. My insides are jelly, and my sex is liquefying. The most amazing ache rests there. “Oh God,” escapes from my mouth as Evan’s hand travels down my tummy to the fire that burns for him between my thighs.

“Oh God what Abby?” His voice is deep and wanting too.

“Oh God fuck me Evan, now.” Inner sexy girl is getting out of control. If my arms weren’t jelly I would have thrown my hands over my mouth. I’m sure to be blushing, but with the heat that runs through my body now it probably is not showing.

“Oh so demanding. But, I aim to please Ms. Hayes.” Evan presses me against the wall, my hands locked in his above my head. The kiss that takes over is rough; teeth clinking, tongues thrashing, kind of rough.

Evan picks me up, my legs wrapping tight around his waist, my arms wrapping around his neck. “I love you.” The feeling that sits in my heart for him is overwhelming.

With his free hand he pulls himself out, I could feel his hardness through the jeans before and I knew he was ready the second he saw me in his t-shirt. Evan reaches for me under the t-shirt. Sliding one finger into my folds.

“Fuck, Abby you’re soaked,” he growls. His hands sit on either side of my waist. He slightly raises me onto him. “Holy fuck.” I want to yell at him for the language, but I can’t because I understand what he’s saying because I feel it too. I wanted to come the second he entered me. Big, hard, and hot. I have the whole package right here and I’m the happiest girl in the world.

My body is against the wall as he drives deeper and deeper into me. Only seconds have gone by and I’m already on the verge of my first orgasm.

“You are so fucking tight Abby….Fuck!” His words leave little to the imagination. I know what he’s trying to say.

My breath hitches as my spine starts to tingle. I’m ready to explode all around him. “Harder…ah,” I scream into his mouth.

He begins to slam me down onto his length. The surge of the orgasm nearly knocks me on my ass; it’s a good thing the wall is holding me up. Somewhere in the middle of the never-ending orgasm that is on repeat, Evan begins to scream my name and as I continue to come, I hold onto the man I will never let go of. Ever. I have never felt this and every day with him brings more than I could have ever asked for.

“Baby, you are amazing in every possible way. How did I get so lucky?” Evan pulls my head to his chest.

A tear falls down my cheek. I’m not crying, but the emotion is so intense and so unexpected and I need an emotional release. I want to speak and tell him all of the feelings I have for him. However, I feel that if I speak he will float away into my imagination and I can’t let that happen, so for now I will just enjoy the moment.

Evan holds me while walking towards the bedroom of the suite. We enter the bedroom and he continues to the bathroom. He sets me down on the cold countertop and steps away to run a bath.

“Who was on the phone earlier?” I ask as I start to bite my nails. My nervous tick is probably noticeable to him, but I hope not.

“Michael.” Well that was easier than I thought it would be.

“Who is Michael?” I’m sure this will be more difficult by the blank look on his face. He always has that blank look when he’s struggling with the topic of conversation. He turns his head slightly, watching me from the corner of his eye.

“Michael is one of my partners. He’s on my team.” His hand rests on the wall and the muscles in his sides are perfectly tightened. “He’s undercover so I really can’t talk about him with you.”

“I get that. But Evan it would be nice if I knew things about you. It’s like you are this mystery that is going to disappear. Like you’re only in my imagination and to be perfectly honest it kind of freaks me out.” The second the words ‘freaked out’ leave my mouth Evan is at my side like that character in that movie
Twilight
.

“Abby I could lie to you and say all of the things that you want to hear, but I will
never
lie to you.” His hand touches my face, landing on my chin. “I will always be honest with you.” He takes a deep breath, running his hands through his hair. “Abby, there are things in my past. Things that I want to tell you. I’m not ready to tell you these things just yet, but I will be soon. When I know that it won’t affect us. You and me.” He touches my face again leaning in close. “While there are things from my past as well as the present that I can’t talk about, that doesn’t mean that I will leave you.
That
I can tell you without any doubt I will never do. I have never wanted to hold onto something so hard in my life and that’s what freaks me out, because I know one day soon you will wake up and wonder what the hell you’re doing with me.”

He takes my breath away with every single word. “It’s ok Evan, I know there is something you need to tell me. I will be here when the time comes.” I offer a soft smile.

“You have no idea what that means to me Abby, no idea at all. Come, let’s take a bath.”

“I heard you say we are leaving today.”

“I have to leave, but if you want to stay then I want you to stay. I know you miss your family and I would never take you from them.”

I’m lying in between his legs with my back to his chest in the large whirlpool tub. “No, I want to be where you are. Being away from you this week has nearly killed me.”

“Thank God! Because I wasn’t going to be able to leave you here, you were coming with me, like it or not.”

I laugh. “Oh well I am a big girl Evan I can make my own choices you know.” I turn, facing him.

“Oh I will never stop you from being happy, but I will never be away from you either.”

“Ok fair enough.” I wink. “After the bath are we going to go to my parents’ house? I need to get my things and say goodbye to them,” I say as I play absentmindedly with his hand that is entwined with mine.

“Oh yeah, and then we catch our plane at four.”

“When did you get plane tickets? This morning?” I didn’t know he called the airport today.

“Yesterday, the same time I bought the ticket to come here.”

“Oh so you just assumed that I was going to go back with you?”

“I’m not leaving you here and I’m not leaving without you, even though I knew I had to leave. I don’t think I’m going to survive without you Abby, I need you next to me.”

“Honestly Evan I never want to spend another second without you. I missed you so much. But, what happens when we go home? You lead a secretive life and I can’t be a part of that with you. I want to have an actual relationship with you. You know barbeques and couples night and all of that.”

“We’ve done that.” His tone says he’s hurt that I am bringing up the fact that he has to lead a mysterious life.

“Yeah with Amy and Dom, but what about your friends? I have never met them.”

“Dom is my friend.”

“Yeah why is that? I’m not naïve Evan. How convenient is it that he’s your friend when I know now that you wanted to meet me. Hmmm?”

I turn around in the tub straddling him and all of his delicious hardness

“Yeah I planned that.” He responds

“How?” Wow, he went all out on meeting me.

“I took a job as a model on a shoot that he was on. We had a few beers, we got along like true bro’s, and here we are.”

“Wow that wasn’t hard.” I say surprised

“That’s my job Abby, I am great at what I do.” He shrugs his shoulders.

I can’t help myself; without saying a word I reposition him with my hand and lift myself onto him.

“Jesus, Abby.” His head falls back and his eyes close tight. He licks his juicy lips in response.

My body pulls in every inch of his thickness. I want to claim him now. I want him to know that he’s mine. Evan’s hands find my hips hidden in the bubbles and push me down hard onto him.

“Oh shit!” The fullness is overwhelming and my sex struggles to make room for him. I find my rhythm as I continue to move up and down on him.

Evan’s hand finds my clit; his thumb caresses it so delicately. The increased fullness and the sensation on my clit has my tipping on the edge of control. When I met Evan giving up what control I had was so difficult, but now it is the most exhilarating thing I have ever done.

Chapter Sixteen

Abby

“Why are you sick?” Amy asks, leaning against the bathroom doorway. I sit at the toilet asking myself the same thing.

“I don’t know. I haven’t been feeling well lately.” Her hand practically slams against her mouth as she makes a revelation.

“Are you pregnant?”

Oh, my God I haven’t considered that.

I look up at her for the answer I know she can’t give me. “Amy, I…I don’t know,” I realize.

Amy pulls her phone from her bag that is hanging on her shoulder.

“Today is August fifteenth. When was your last period?” I sit on the floor counting backwards. My head shoots up to Amy. The words can’t make their way from my brain to my mouth as I realize the date of my last period.

“Well, when was it?” She taps her pump on the tile floor.

“June fifteenth.” Amy’s mouth drops open as she gasps in shock.

“And you didn’t…I don’t know…worry?”

I honestly hadn’t even realized I didn’t have one.

I’m so wrapped up in Evan, everything else is falling in the ‘unimportant file’, including my period.