Golden Angel: (Broken Angel #5) Read Online Free PDF

distracted with the new hula dance that she wouldn’t remember to ask again. And maybe it wouldn’t matter anymore. Golden Boy was bound to disappear again. Soon, she hoped.
    “Why do you have to be so damn sexy?” she whispered into the quiet night.
    He’d make it a lot easier for her if he stayed away from them. Sammy was going to be a challenge. He’d want to see his old friend.
    “Oh, Jeremy,” she sighed.
    “Sexy Jeremy!” Giggles squawked.
    “Oh my god!” She swatted the bird cage as Giggles continued yelling the phrase.
    “Shh! Stop it!”
    “Sexy Jeremy! Sexy Jeremy!”
    Leilani snatched a cover and placed it over the cage. Muffled “Sexy Jeremy” continued for a few seconds before they finally stopped.
    Was she ever going to stop hearing his name? Leilani sank to the floor. Folding her legs to her chest, she dropped her head into her hands. Everyone was torturing her—the gods or fate, even the damn bird!
    Giggles cried, “Sexy Jeremy,” one last time followed by her high-pitched laughter.
    Leilani chuckled with her.

6
    L eilani was beautiful .
    Jeremy stared up at the moon as he walked down the beach, his feet sinking into the warm sand. He shouldn’t have been surprised. Leilani had been a pretty girl.
    She’s not a girl anymore.
    Stop it!
    He kicked the ground, sending a spray of sand into the air. She was still a girl. Yes, a beautiful girl, but a young girl, a girl that everyone at Candy’s had watched as she swayed her lovely hips; a girl with delicate arms floating in the air to the music; a girl with ruby lips parted slightly as she danced, as if waiting for a kiss.
    Yet those eyes, those soulful brown eyes, haunted him. Her eyes were wise beyond her years. He remembered when they’d walked along the same beach he was on now, how he’d told her about Naomi and how she’d told him about her father. Even then, she had understood his heart.
    He’d come to the island for a reason. He’d wanted to see her and Sammy. Now that he had, he should leave.
    Why couldn’t he leave?
    The sound of laughter filled the quiet night. In the distance, a young couple was in an embrace in front of a small fire.
    Jeremy paused, watching as the man drew the woman to him. She leaned against his chest as his arms wrapped her. With his angelic hearing, he heard the man telling the woman how lovely she looked. The woman smiled. Arching her head back, she angled herself, inviting a kiss.
    Leilani flashed through his mind.
    Jeremy turned away, walking in the opposite direction, shutting out the sound of lips moving and soft moans.
    What was happening to him? Was this some type of test? Or maybe Saleos had found out where he was and had devised a way of torturing him, because none of this made any sense. It was Naomi he dreamed about. It was Naomi he loved.
    Wasn’t it?
    So why did his heart seem to come to life the moment he saw Leilani on stage?
    Was it lust? He’d never reacted to someone like he had when he saw Leilani. He’d had half-naked women throwing themselves constantly at him over the years. No problem for him. But that pull. The intense urge to snatch her off the stage had been overwhelming.
    He was disgusted with himself. He had to knock off this crap, and fast. He had no business feeling the way he did. He’d already ruined his chances with his family. Naomi hated him, and now Leilani hated him. Well, at least Sammy still seemed to like him. And he still had Lash.
    I must be going crazy, ’cause I swear I can hear Lash now.
    “Bro!”
    Jeremy staggered back when Lash whacked his arm. He blinked, confused to see Lash and Uri in front of him.
    “Didn’t mean to scare you, bro, but we’ve been yelling at you for the last couple of minutes,” Lash said.
    “I didn’t hear you,” Jeremy said.
    “It’s Saleos’s doing. He’s messing with your mind.” Uri stiffened, his eyes darting around the beach. “We must leave. Now.”
    “No, wait!” Jeremy laughed.
    Great. Now he had them