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fascinated Had. We saw clothing stores, a hardware shop, a cute little photography studio, and a café where we decided to eat lunch. It was full of locals who were all interested in looking at us, but no one had really spoken to us except the waitress; she was an older lady whose lipstick bled into the lines around her lips, and her hair was in a wild bun with several pencils stuck into it. When she did speak, she made sure she asked questions loud enough for the whole place to hear.  We decided to hang out in the café for a little while before heading towards the coffee shop. From listening to the people around the café, we learned that the shop was the place to be in the evenings.
    The shop was chic and fairly up to date with the gadgets and technology we had to study before coming down here. Father Paul did deny us the use of cell phones, saying if we grew up in rural areas with missionary parents, we wouldn’t have had the need for phones. Neither Hadraniel nor I had complaints about not having to carry a cell phone. However, looking around, I decided we would definitely be looked at strangely when we told people we didn’t have phones. I made note that I may need to ask Had if he thinks we should purchase some while we were here. We found a table in the corner that had close access to the door but also put us in view of the other patrons of the coffee shop.
    A pretty young waitress made her way to the table eyeing Hadraniel up and down like he was her prey. I was looking forward to seeing how this was going to unfold, as Had had very little experience with humans in general, let alone one who looked like she was on a mission. I scanned the menu lamenting the fact that black coffee didn’t appear to be available. Since Hadraniel looked completely lost viewing the menu, I was pointing out possible choices for him when the waitress arrived.
    “Hello, welcome to MyKale’s Coffee Shop, I’m Hannah, your waitress. What can I get for you this evening?” She was almost purring, and Hadraniel looked completely mesmerized and frightened at the same time. I was kind of liking this girl right now.
    “Do you have plain coffee?” I asked, causing her to scrunch up her nose at my order, but nodded that they did.
    “What about you, handsome?” Hadraniel’s face turned crimson, and he started to stutter before a word even made it out of his mouth.
    “My brother will have the same.” I giggled. He looked at me, his eyes showing how thankful he was to me for saving him.
    “Two plain black coffees coming this way.”
    “She was deathly frightening.” Had’s eyes were still wide, making me laugh even harder.
    “Oh, Haddy, don’t be afraid of a little human girl. She was just trying to flirt. You should try to talk to her when she comes back.”
    “Oh yes, Haddy. Please do.” I didn’t know who the voice belonged to, but I could feel the closeness of his breath on my neck. Turning, I saw one of the most beautiful men, human or angel, I had ever laid eyes on. Instantly I knew he had to be the demon. He was dressed in distressed tight black jeans, a heather grey v-neck t-shirt and a leather jacket. His dark hair was pulled up in a loose bun with the underneath shaved, and his face looked as if he hadn’t shaved in a few days. I was now the one staring. He was almost too beautiful to be real. His eyes were hidden by the shadows, but even without seeing them, I knew they were going to be grey. I could just tell. “Hi, I’m Declan. And if I were a betting man, which I am, I would say you two are the angels on this mission. Am I right?” His arrogance instantly took away any of the awe I was in just moments before.
    “That’s right. I’m Hadraniel, not Haddy, and this Bayla.”
    “The infamous Bayla. So nice to meet you finally. I’ve heard so much about you.” He smirked, and leaned against the table between myself and Hadraniel. His eyes were gray as I expected, but they were lined with a dark blue circle. I