![]() ![]() That had stopped the angel from slicing me into bite-sized chunks. And looked exactly like the black smoke that had taken the woman from the storeroom. But it was getting harder and harder to deny the fact that he was shrouded in darkness. “What happened?” Could he have fought the angel? How would that even be possible? It wasn’t like he had a sword hanging from his belt. “But I saw the blood.” I grazed my thumb over his bandages. It’s… dumb.” I gazed up at him, pleading. Not even the heat of Ian’s fury could penetrate the warmth I was getting from Reyes. As if we’d been doing it every day for years. To talk with him as if we did it every day. It felt so natural, so fulfilling, to be there with him. He reached out and hooked a finger into the belt loop on my jeans. ![]() I still had my hand on his side, careful not to press. “You didn’t see anything else? Or, maybe, hear anything else?” Embarrassed, I lowered my head to nudge a piece of loose baseboard. I thought of what I’d said to him when time had stood still. He’d showered and, from the feel of it, wrapped his wound. “You and your friend foiled an attempted robbery.” ![]()
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