Book Five
Last Book in the Series
Blurb:
How could she be hurt at the thought of losing someone she just met? She was though. There was an ache deep inside of her that wouldn’t go away.
Her hand kept going to her heart while the other hand fluttered around her chest. Heart and soul? She didn’t know for sure, but she was invested in Raphael and she knew that every day she’d become more invested. She knew the rules, don’t put too much stalk into it. It was the first blush of a new rose that was shiny but could wear off fast. People don’t care that soon; they were cautious and disbelieving which makes sense with all we go through. Knowing all this she was throwing the rules to the curb, some people they helped, she wasn’t one of those people.
Raphael stopped when they got into the living room. She was still holding his hand, so she led him to the stairs. When they reached her bedroom, she released his hand. It was his decision whether he wanted to come in or not. It was chilly enough for the fireplace. She turned it on before going into the bathroom. A shower seemed like the next step to her.
“A shower sounds like a good plan.” Raphael was sitting on the bed when she came out wrapped in a towel. He got up and passed her before coming back. “There is nothing about you that I don’t like.” He leaned down catching her lips in a gentle kiss before he went into the bathroom.
“Right back at you Raphael.” She went to the closet, Rena told her that they brought clothes they never took back to the store and placed them there in bags. Whatever she could fit and wanted was hers. It felt like having the best sisters in the world.
All it took was going through the lingerie to decide she needed to go shopping with them. She put on a purple lace teddy with flowers embroidered at the top. It was hot and purple just seemed to be appropriate.
Raphael came out with a towel wrapped around his slim hips. His hair cascaded over his shoulders in waves she might be jealous of and his eyes snapped with fire. Her tongue licked her lips in an effort to hydrate them.
“You look good in that towel.”
“Not as good as you look. We could just sleep.”
“Is that what you want?”
“I thought if you wanted that it would be okay with me. Then I came out and you’re like… like the best thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Come to bed Raphael. What will be will be.”
He dropped the towel climbing onto the bed. Effie grabbed the remote and turned the lights off. Neither of them talked about the very large and hard erection he was sporting.
She was lying on her side. Raphael came close using his hand to encourage her to flip to her stomach. He kneeled over her massaging the muscles in her shoulders until some of the tension flowed out of her body.
“That feels good.”
“I like touching you. I love the scent of your skin, it’s feminine mixed with the faint scent of roses.”
“I love your scent to it reminds me of the trees mixed with a touch of mint.”
“Do you like mint?”
“I do, I like the tree scent too as long as you’re not taking me hiking or camping.”
“Note to self no hiking or camping for the little minx.” His hands went lower getting a sigh of pleasure from her.
“I like that you have a nickname for me. No one has really ever called me anything but my name.”
“They couldn’t do you justice, so they waited on me.”
“Thank you for showing up, better late than never,” she teased him.
“I wish I would have found you earlier.”
Raphael was a genetically engineered assassin which
would have been great if the people who created him hadn’t screwed up. Unlike
those around him, he knew his days were numbered.
Effie was living low-key, pretending to be like everyone
walking the streets.
A chance meeting on a dance floor brought two
people together that should have never met. They both chose to stay apart for
the sake of the other, but fate doesn’t really care what you think.
Between desire and possible killers, can they
learn that they are stronger than they thought they were? Can they live one day
at a time or will they let the very real thought of life separate them?
And death, don’t forget death. If they can
overcome their obstacles, the biggest being what they refuse to acknowledge.
Then there’s a chance happily ever after will apply to them after all.
This material is for those who are 18 or older.
Excerpt:
How could she be hurt at the thought of losing someone she just met? She was though. There was an ache deep inside of her that wouldn’t go away.
Her hand kept going to her heart while the other hand fluttered around her chest. Heart and soul? She didn’t know for sure, but she was invested in Raphael and she knew that every day she’d become more invested. She knew the rules, don’t put too much stalk into it. It was the first blush of a new rose that was shiny but could wear off fast. People don’t care that soon; they were cautious and disbelieving which makes sense with all we go through. Knowing all this she was throwing the rules to the curb, some people they helped, she wasn’t one of those people.
Raphael stopped when they got into the living room. She was still holding his hand, so she led him to the stairs. When they reached her bedroom, she released his hand. It was his decision whether he wanted to come in or not. It was chilly enough for the fireplace. She turned it on before going into the bathroom. A shower seemed like the next step to her.
“A shower sounds like a good plan.” Raphael was sitting on the bed when she came out wrapped in a towel. He got up and passed her before coming back. “There is nothing about you that I don’t like.” He leaned down catching her lips in a gentle kiss before he went into the bathroom.
“Right back at you Raphael.” She went to the closet, Rena told her that they brought clothes they never took back to the store and placed them there in bags. Whatever she could fit and wanted was hers. It felt like having the best sisters in the world.
All it took was going through the lingerie to decide she needed to go shopping with them. She put on a purple lace teddy with flowers embroidered at the top. It was hot and purple just seemed to be appropriate.
Raphael came out with a towel wrapped around his slim hips. His hair cascaded over his shoulders in waves she might be jealous of and his eyes snapped with fire. Her tongue licked her lips in an effort to hydrate them.
“You look good in that towel.”
“Not as good as you look. We could just sleep.”
“Is that what you want?”
“I thought if you wanted that it would be okay with me. Then I came out and you’re like… like the best thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Come to bed Raphael. What will be will be.”
He dropped the towel climbing onto the bed. Effie grabbed the remote and turned the lights off. Neither of them talked about the very large and hard erection he was sporting.
She was lying on her side. Raphael came close using his hand to encourage her to flip to her stomach. He kneeled over her massaging the muscles in her shoulders until some of the tension flowed out of her body.
“That feels good.”
“I like touching you. I love the scent of your skin, it’s feminine mixed with the faint scent of roses.”
“I love your scent to it reminds me of the trees mixed with a touch of mint.”
“Do you like mint?”
“I do, I like the tree scent too as long as you’re not taking me hiking or camping.”
“Note to self no hiking or camping for the little minx.” His hands went lower getting a sigh of pleasure from her.
“I like that you have a nickname for me. No one has really ever called me anything but my name.”
“They couldn’t do you justice, so they waited on me.”
“Thank you for showing up, better late than never,” she teased him.
“I wish I would have found you earlier.”
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