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Michael explained in a matter-of-fact tone. "As mine does to you."
    She sliced her hand through the air. "That’s just pheromones. It has nothing to do with me being your mate."
    His response was simple. "Eva, it has everything to do with it."
    "No." She shook her head for emphasis. "No, that’s just crazy. Angels mate with angels , not humans."
    His throaty chuckle reverberated throughout her eardrums. He reached out and smoothed a strand of curls off her shoulder. "Now that’s just years of programming talking, beloved."
    The knowledge that he might be right struck a nerve. How much of what she’d been taught to believe was pure and utter bullshit? Still, even if angels and humans were possible mates for each other, that didn’t mean she was his.
    "Don’t call me beloved," she snapped at him. "And I’m not going to fall into your arms just because you smell good."
    His laugh was one of pure amusement. He followed it up with another heated perusal of her body. "Too bad."
    For the first time tonight, Eva was grateful that it was dark in the living room. Maybe that way he wouldn’t notice the pinkening of her cheeks.
    Almost as one, they turned to stare out the window. Well, she only pretended to stare, but hopefully he hadn’t noticed that. Her mind raced with the thought of everything she’d learned.
    Never in a million years could she have predicted this turn of events. It was life-changing. If everything Michael said was true, and she was inclined to believe it, humankind was headed on a course toward extinction. Knowing that, she couldn’t just sit back and do nothing. But then, what could one person do? Would anyone believe her if she told them the truth? And if they did, how long before the angels wised up and had her silenced?
    "Why do you need another mate anyway?" As soon as the words left her lips, she realized how silly they were. A full-body flush settled over her. "I mean...uh, besides the obvious reasons."
    Michael let out a soft chuckle. "Call it a peculiarity of our species. We have some physical conditions that make pairing off particularly desirable."
    She furrowed her brows and looked at him. "Huh?"
    With a half-smile, he reached out and smoothed the skin between her brows. "For now we need to file this under the ‘You aren’t ready to know’ category."
    Okay...whatever.
    While she had to admit that the thought of getting it on with an angel—no, with this angel—held more than a little appeal, somehow it sounded like he was in for a lot more than a one-night stand. And that wasn’t going to work for her. What did he expect, for her to go into a life of hiding with him? To forever be on the run from the Consortium, from the remainder of the angels?
    She staunchly ignored the little part of her that whispered, Why not? After all, your best alternative right now is Travis.
    "Look, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can be your mate. You should probably move on to the next human. My neighbor two doors down is a really hot single chick. Maybe you can try her." And I’ll hate her forever for getting what I turned down.
    Much to her surprise, he looked offended by her words. But the look was gone just as quickly as it came. He smoothed his features into an expressionless mask. "It’s not as easy as that. This connection between us, it isn’t common, Eva. Not just any human will do. You are quite rare."
    "I am?" she whispered. Why did his words please her so much, even though she was determined to say no? "Surely there’s at least one other person in this city who’ll suffice."
    "Perhaps." His frank gaze met hers. "But now, having met you, I find that I want no other."
    She sucked in a breath at his words. An answering tingle of awareness spread between her thighs as if her body recognized the importance of what he’d just admitted. Excitement drummed in her chest, her body kicking into overdrive as if begging for a new adventure. For a chance at the new life he’d just thrown down in front