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“Hmmph. Not the kind of wicked thing I want to be teaching you Angel Man.” Winking she squeezed his thigh.

His lips twitched. “I look forward to that.” Tucking her hair behind his ear he leaned in a placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “I took the only precaution I knew of by sharing my grace with you. It will give you an extra edge if you’re ever in trouble, and I will always be able to find you.”

“From what you said me being at risk is a distant possibility, why send you here?” She whispered the words against his mouth, needing the closeness.

“There have been pieces of the scroll uncovered by an archeology team in Israel.”

“So it’s begun?” She closed her eyes and sighed.

“I’m afraid so Heavenleigh, but I promise, no harm will come to you as long as I am here.”

Scooping her up he lifted her into his lap. His arms wrapped around her waist and she relished the silent support. “Well… at least I know what I’m up against. We’ll tell my Mom, tighten security and ride it out. I refuse to cower in a corner.” He nuzzled her neck.

“There’s one more thing, but I think you should talk to your Mother.”

“It’s about my Father isn’t it?”

“Mhmm.”

“It’ll keep for another night. Right now I have a question I’ve been dying to ask…. Did you retain your wings?”

“Shall we find out together?” His eyes illuminated and she held her breath as power rose in the room. A few moments later a pair of pale gray wings burst from his back. Her hungry gaze drank in the sight.

“I think we need to break these in Angel Man.” Enchanted she stroked the soft plumes, grinning when he shivered.

“Have you ever made love among the stars?” The deepened timber of his voice did funny things to her stomach. Remembering changed him, made him more commanding and masculine.

“I can’t say I have.”
Was that her voice all breathy and soft?

“We should remedy that.”

Rising from the bar, he took her into his arms, wrapping her in his wings. “Hold on HeavenLeigh I’m going to make you forget about everything but the feel of me moving inside you and the chance we’ve been granted to find love.”

“God help me, I love you too Yophiel.”

A serene smile turned his face into a work of art. “I know.” Taking her outside he launched into the air and her stomach dropped. She had no clue what the future held, but with Yophiel she could weather any storm. His lips covered hers and all concerns about her father dissipated. This night was theirs.

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Told once ‘You have to be an author, then you’re craziness becomes eccentrics’, Shyla Colt has always been in love with the written word and possessed a desire to write. Named after Super Girl in the comics, she often mistakes her mortality for super hero status. So, she holds many hats, Mother, Marine Wife, and writer are her top three. Writing allows her to explore new venues, face her demons, and touch others. A huge practitioner of paying it forward, and putting in what you want to get out, she hopes to inspire, enlighten, move, and entertain you with her work. Mixing humor, drama, and strong women, often with a paranormal element, she continues to soldier ahead in the writing field. One of her favorite things is talking to fans.

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