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more.
    He was definitely uncomfortable right now and
had no idea why.
    His thoughts turned to his self-imposed
isolation and the reasons for being cast out of Heaven. He had
never cared much for humans and continued challenging the Father on
why He allowed the human race to make mistakes and drastically
unbalance the universe while angels weren't given any room for
error at all.
    Clearly, Erick had argued one time too many and
suddenly found himself on earth as a human. It could not be denied
that the Father had a perverse sense of humor.
    His only instruction: Be human, and find the answers to
your questions.
    But he only had one question: Why are they worth
saving?
    Why did he have to become human to get the
answer to that one question?
    Granted, he lived in a palatial mansion
surrounded by acres of manicured land, forests, and gardens.
    But that's not what he was supposed to be
doing.
    He missed lounging around on clouds and walking
golden streets with his wings fully unfurled, not limited or bound
by physical or temporal chains, free to roam the landscapes of
celestial beauty and enjoy the bliss of the highest music
imaginable, the music that only specially chosen mortals were
allowed to hear a whisper of in their last moments -- Bach, Mozart
and Milton had been among these lucky few.
    Now, here he was among the very same beings he
held in contempt, and worst of all; he actually was one of
them.
    He still hadn't found the answer to his
question. In fact, the longer he stayed here, the more he realized
how weak humans were, how prone they were to make trouble for
themselves and their fellow men.
    They just couldn't stop hurting each other,
the miserable little cursed creatures.
    He found himself saving these lowly beings
because it was the only way he could be himself. However, much as
he might despise their weaknesses and the frequent abandon with
which they surrendered to them, he was incapable of being false to
himself.
    Being punished did not mean being guilty. He was
here as a test. And, well, he did irritate the hell out of the
Father.
    Unfortunately, he could not yet see the light.
He felt it would be a very long time before he could find the
answers he sought.
    But since meeting Hollianne, there had been a
gradual change inside him.
    It was like he was waking up...to something
unexplored -- for him, who had thought he had seen and known
everything humans were capable of. The human side imposed upon his
holy person was stirring, was that it? That part of him that
exemplified being wholly human had never throbbed that way with any
other woman in the past.
    Erick swore under his breath.
    Centuries ago - no, yesterday - he would have
abhorred the possibility that he might have succumbed to the
inevitable. However, he had been told he would eventually embrace
his humanity and that would be the time that he would get his
answers. He didn't hate the idea now.
    In fact, if being human was the way for him to
explore this awakening, he couldn't wait to start.
    Was it because of Hollianne?
    He saw those fiery eyes again, seeking for
something they did not yet know how to see.
    He would have to figure out and try to
understand this new sensation, and whether he should resist or
accept it. He would have plenty of time to do that with Hollianne
moving into his home. There would be lots of opportunities to see
how much stronger it could become.
    Hollianne had definitely started tugging at his
humanity.
    He just needed to figure out why that was.

Chapter Eight
    Hollianne wasn't able to sleep at all that
night. It may just have been the after-effects of the wine, but
every time she lay down, she could hear her heart pounding in her
ear. Her mind was racing with every detail of that evening,
reliving it, not to groan at some embarrassment or
misunderstanding, as so often happened, but to puzzle out its
meaning. After two hours, she wondered whether it had really
happened, and was not just some fantasy she had devised to hide
from