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feelings her slip had
produced in him last night. He wasn’t sure how he would react to
the sight of her in another revealing item of clothing.
    She
cleared her throat and his silver-blue gaze drifted back to her
face. Her cheeks darkened and she covered her mouth with her hand
and then let it fall away and raised her head, locking eyes with
him.
    “I’m
going to buy you a coffee.”
    Marcus
raised a single dark eyebrow at the force in her tone and the
command in her words. That was more like the Amelia he knew so
well, yet the quaver in her voice gave away her underlying nerves
as much as her rapid heartbeat pounding in his skull. Perhaps his
superiors were correct in their assumption. Amelia liked
him.
    Could he
use that against her in some attempt to gain her trust?
    It felt
wrong to do so and nothing at all like the correct behaviour for an
angel.
    He
followed her gaze over his shoulder to the small café a few doors
down from their building. There were some couples sitting outside
at the tables that lined the pavement close to the wide glass
windows, shaded by large pale sun umbrellas.
    Marcus
considered declining her order but found himself nodding before he
could put voice to his refusal.
    A bright
smile curved her lips and lit her eyes, and his heart thudded hard
against his chest.
    Amelia
breezed past him and his eyes followed her, slowly dropping to the
cream summer dress she wore. It hugged her slender figure even more
than the slip had, revealing the tempting luscious curve of her
waist and flaring out over her full hips. Marcus stared at her
backside, riveted by how the pale-pink-flower-spotted material
swayed with each step.
    An
angel.
    Or
perhaps a demon for tempting him so easily.
    He cocked
his head to one side and followed her, unable to resist her silent
siren’s call. She looked back at him as she reached the glass door,
the evening light adding to her radiance, and it struck him that
she had never looked as beautiful as she did today. The usual
warmth in her look had increased until she shone with what he could
only conclude was happiness. She radiated it in waves that reached
through him, warming him too and bringing a smile to his face. He
had never seen her like this. She had been through a lot in life,
especially since deciding to leave home at eighteen. A string of
bad relationships had followed that, and poor luck with employment
and also with her family. She had lost her mother three years ago
and even though he hadn’t realised it at the time, he had felt for
her as he had watched her grieve, had desired to go to her and
offer her the comfort she clearly needed. Her family had neglected
to give it to her, or perhaps they hadn’t seen what he had. Around
them, she had put on a brave face, playing the role of the strong
daughter and giving comfort to others, taking none for
herself.
    She
deserved so much better than this life that fate had given to
her.
    If her
smile was because of him, if he was the cause of her happiness,
then he was glad.
    He had
never cared much for mortals.
    But he
was starting to think he cared for her.
    He wasn’t
sure where that would lead though. Their worlds were separate and
he had always maintained his belief that they should forever remain
that way. Other angels he knew had fallen for mortals and forsaken
their position to be with them, but that wasn’t something that he
could do. His duty was his reason for living. He had been given
this existence in order to serve his master, not so he could
callously turn his back on his creator and the gift given to
him.
    Marcus
surmised that it was his duty to watch over Amelia and protect her.
It was natural that he cared for her because of it. That was all
this feeling was. Compassion born of duty.
    He cared
about her because he cared about his mission.
    She
crooked her finger and Marcus obeyed, following her into the
colourful interior of the café. The scent of coffee filled his
nostrils, swirling in his senses, and