Damned and Desirable (Eternally Yours Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

not standing up to Shadow and insisting he get better treatment. I clung to Jack’s neck and cried into his soft fur, hating myself even more as he licked the tears away. Though I kept telling myself I wept for my doggie’s unfair treatment, I knew a few of those tears were reserved for Aedan O’Connor. Damn that man for stealing my heart and then breaking it. Damn me for letting him do it.

    Once I got to my room, I locked the bolt and fell into bed, snuggling with Jack for the rest of the afternoon, trying to hold myself together and failing miserably. Aedan never came to check on me. I figured he was too ashamed to face me after today, or maybe he just didn’t give a shit. I set my neurosis on overdrive, as I replayed every aspect of our relationship in my mind from the night we’d met until now. Aedan had been instantly attracted to me, breaking protocol and kissing me when he came to collect my soul. Then he gave me thousands of credits so I wouldn’t get stuck on the shitty bottom level of Purgatory. Apparently, it was a rare thing for a person to part with credits, although since he’d already made it clear he had no intention of moving up to Heaven, it wasn’t like he needed those extra credits, anyway. So why did he give them to me? To keep his promise that my afterlife would be better than the one I’d left behind? Or maybe because I looked exactly like his former fiancée, and he was using me to play out some sick fantasy that I was her? I had no idea, but the longer he stayed away, the more culpable he looked, and the more my stupid tears flowed.
    Men sucked. Why had I thought this relationship was going to work out? I should have just bought a vibrator.
    Just as the sun started to set, I jolted upright at a knock on the door. This knock came nowhere close to rattling my eardrums, so I feared it wasn’t Aedan, and it wasn’t like anyone in Alpha House had anything to say to me. They’d treated me like the squad pariah ever since I’d joined. The knock sounded again, and Jack raced to the door, barking anxiously. Whoever it was, Jack was excited to see them.
    I pulled myself out of bed and hobbled toward the door, groaning when I caught sight of my reflection in the dresser mirror. I smoothed back my hair as best I could before wiping beneath my eyes. I’d cried so much this afternoon, my mascara had smeared, making me look like a raccoon with a frizzy afro. Jack continued to whine and scratch the door, and I cringed when I saw where he’d peeled back some of the white paint on the wood. I gave up on my hopeless reflection and hurried to open the door before Jack did too much damage.
    Imagine my surprise when Boner and Sarge, my two Delta House friends, were waiting in the hallway. I screamed in delight and grabbed them each in a tight hug. Boner looked his usual scruffy self, with a mop of shaggy ginger hair and a beard to match. He was dressed for the beach in surfer attire and flip-flops. Sarge looked too damn sexy for his own good in a fitted green T-shirt and camouflage pants that hugged his tight, tanned, muscular body parts in all the right places.
    Thankfully, I didn’t see any bumps or bruises beneath that military crew-cut. I cringed when I remembered how I’d disobeyed his orders at our last assignment and used my wind to push him back. Only I didn’t know my own strength, so I’d ended up giving him a concussion instead. I had to work up the nerve to look into Sarge’s dark Latin eyes, and when he smiled, I exhaled a pent-up breath of relief.
    Boner bent down on one knee and scratched Jack behind the ears. Then he let out a low whistle as he poked his head inside my room and surveyed my new living quarters. “These are some fancy digs, Ash.”
    Honestly, I didn’t think it was all that special, just lots of crown molding, antique furniture, ugly flowered wallpaper, and pristine hardwood floors. The private en suite bathroom with a huge shower and jetted tub was nice, although I