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meditation tomorrow to regain her strength.
          On the beach he pulled her top onto her, but not the leggings, since she would probably wish to cleanse the spendings and blood off her legs. He placed her rolled up leggings under her head for a pillow, and then stretched out next to her, gathering her close. He spread his wing out, over her, to keep her warm and out of the sun when it rose, and fell into a deep sleep.
         
       
      Chapter Three

       

       A hard kick to the backside woke Rahmiel. He craned his head back while he made sure his wing still covered Kari.
          He grinned. “Good day, Lemuel.” He squinted into the sun. “You made excellent time. I thought I would have at least until midday.” Lemuel looked a little different than when he had last seen him. Lines of temper and discontent marred his handsome face.
          “You’re on your way back, and then we’ll figure out how you got out,” Lemuel said.
          “Don’t think so.” Rahmiel turned to Kari and made sure her top covered her, and then sat up. “Kari. Kari wake up. We have company.” He leaned close to her and whispered into her ear. “You might want to stand under the cover of my wings and pull on your leggings.”
          Kari gave him a wide eyed glance and then looked at the group of angels behind him. She nodded and he helped her to her feet. She looked adorable.
          Lemuel gave a bark of laughter. “Found a woman, eh? Can’t say I blame you there.”
          “Kaphawn is back, Lemuel. Perhaps you should consult with your commander—is that still Rafael?”
          Kari struggled into her leggings and then Rahmiel pulled her in front of him, her back against his hard chest. “Meet Kari.”
          Lemuel’s eyes widened. “You bound her? But she’s human. How could you do that? You know the Guardians cannot bind humans.”
          Rahmiel replied with a humorless laugh. Kari tensed next to him. He swept his arms down in front of her, and crossed them over her chest, pulling her tight against him. “Ssh, don’t worry, Kari. I will handle Lemuel,” he whispered into her ear. She fell limp against him, trusting him to protect her.
          Worn out, poor little one.  Humans didn’t have the stamina of the Angelli.
          Rahmiel turned back to the angels. “Ahh yes, the Guardian oaths. Well, what can I say? I quit being a Guardian when you threw me in ice. Eight thousand years hardly seems a just sentence, does it? Eight thousand years without warmth or a touch…I lost my head. Have you noticed how lovely she is?” Rahmiel stroked Kari’s hair with a slow, sensuous hand. He smirked at them. Centuries ago, the Angeli had retreated to Overland and no longer had contact with delicious human partners.
          “The penalty for killing a Guardian is eternity.” Lemuel’s hand went to his sword.
          “He was a snake, and you know it,” Rahmiel fired back. “My sentence was all politics, wasn’t it Lemuel? Didn’t the Angeli reward you for your righteous outrage?
          You have my old job. The only way you could get it was to get me out of the way, wasn’t it? I was always the better Guardian.” Rahmiel let Kari go and picked up his pants, which he put on without modesty.
          “Now, Lemuel, you’re making my little one nervous. She’s been through a lot, since she’s the one who stumbled onto the summoning spell. Remember Kaphawn, who I sent to hiding for eight thousand years? Have you forgotten the binding you put upon me if ever he returned? I got her away from Kaphawn.” He raised a hand and stroked it slowly down her hair, over her breast. “And our bond will keep her safe from him.”
          He pulled Kari back against him, his arms sliding under hers and clasping right under her breasts.
          “It’s been great seeing you all again, but I need to get my little one home. We need our rest. Kaphawn will be out to kill at sundown.