Title: Fallen Angel, Part II
Author: Tracie Podger
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 27, 2014
Cover by: Crackstone Designs
Event Organized By: Literati Author Services, Inc.
~Synopsis~
When Brooke Stiles had said, “It was in a small room in an office block in Washington, DC, that my life changed, forever,” she had no idea of the enormity of that statement.
Just a few short months ago, Brooke, had lived a quiet suburban life in the UK. She now owns a closet of clothes she could only dream about and has been swept off her feet by trouble with a capital T.
Once Robert Stone came to terms with the fact that he was in love with Brooke, he knew he could never let her go. Not letting her go means introducing her to his life, past and present.
However, when Robert’s past and present collide, Brooke does the one thing that Robert begs her not to. Does it change her? Has that light that he sees in her eyes been extinguished?
This is a story of an ordinary girl who finds the strength to become the extraordinary woman, and keeps her promise to the man she owes her existence to.
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FALLEN ANGEL, PART II -
I climbed out of bed and headed for the shower, grateful that the cast had been removed from my broken wrist and once there, I inspected my face. A scar across my eyebrow and a small one on my neck would always remind me of that night, the night Robert’s past made a dramatic return. I had made a promise to myself. The scar was to remind me of the life I now led, a member of one of the most powerful, albeit now totally legitimate, families in Washington, DC.
I had the advantage of seeing him this time as he came into the bathroom, I was facing the mirror. Robert had the ability of being able to move around so silently but we had a special connection. I would always feel him long before I saw him. I always knew where he was, there was a magnetic pull I got towards him whenever he was close. I smiled at his reflection.
“Hey baby,” he said, nuzzling the side of my neck. “Bad dream?” It was only the bad dreams that had me awake before him.
“Mmm, the usual,” I turned to face him, letting my towel fall to the floor.
I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him, gently at first but as my desire for him grew, deeper and hungrier. He laughed into my mouth as he picked me up by the waist, pinning me against the sink and pushing into me. I moaned, I would never stop wanting him, his naked body next to mine, the feel of his skin and his musky, earthy scent. He had the most amazing body, so fit and muscular but it was his eyes that melted me every time. Those black eyes could bore straight through me, into my soul, into the very core of me.
“Fuck me,” I whispered into his ear, nipping as I did.
He moved slowly at first, tormenting me, his mouth on my throat, my neck and shoulder. I wrapped my legs around his waist, squeezing him to me, forcing him deeper. Soon enough that wave of an orgasm started to flow over me, through my stomach, making my legs shake and a heat creep over my body. He watched me come, not taking his eyes off me. He needed to watch, to see the emotion and love for him flood across my face. I watched the same in him. I knew he loved me, long before he did, or rather before he could admit it to himself, but the minute he realised, boy, did he show it.
He stilled not wanting to pull out of me just yet and I held his face.
“I love you,” I said.
Everyday I had to say it, to reassure him it was still true, to let him know he could be loved, he was worthy and he could love back.
“I know, you told me already,” he said. “In your dream, you shouted it out.”
It was the last words I’d screamed before a knife was placed to my throat, seconds before Robert had found me, had appeared from nowhere and killed Joey. He had shot him through the head that fateful night only a few weeks ago. I saw the sadness in his eyes, he hated that I still had these dreams.
~ About the Author ~
Tracie Podger currently lives in Kent, UK with her husband and a rather obnoxious cat called George. She is a Padi Scuba Diving Instructor who has a passion for writing. Tracie has been so fortunate to have dived some of the wonderful oceans of the world where she can indulge in another hobby, underwater photography. She likes getting up close and personal with sharks.
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