Kassern (Archangels Creed)

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Book: Kassern (Archangels Creed) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Azure Boone
Fantastic. " Troy grinned at the girl who beamed and raked his body with a devouring look. " I ' ll…be waiting. "
    " Work time Karly. " Devyn spun and stalked off.
    The Karly girl gave him a tiny wave and mouthed a thank you before running like a bouncy teenager to catch up.
    Then Troy ' s eyes latched on to Devyn. Really latched on. Before he could stop it, the memory of that dream hit him and his gaze lowered to the swing of her hips. Heat filled his body and face. To his horror, she turned and caught him staring!
    Like a naughty child caught with his hand on his pecker, he jerked around, hiding his flaming cheeks from her. God! He could only imagine the look on her face. Preacher boy getting off to the little lambs. How disgusting could he get?
    ****
    Giggling woke Troy and he snapped his head forward, realizing he ' d dozed right there on the street corner lamp post. He sprung up, immediately awake. Crap. Trying not to be too obvious, he patted his pockets to be sure his wallet and keys were still where they belonged. How freaking stupid could he get?
    Karly giggled again and Troy wondered if he had drool running down his chin. " Sorry, been a long day. " Swiping a casual hand across his face, he cleared the sleep from his vocal chords, his gaze stuck on Devyn.
    She looked down, but not before he caught a slight smile on her lips. She wore the same clothes from earlier.
    His muscles slowly clenched as he imagined what she did in that club. A ll th ose sick bastards lusting after her.
    " Good Samaritan sleeping on the job? " Devyn met his gaze head-on for the first time that night. Her eyelids seemed heavier. Was she high? There was something else about those windows to her soul. Sparkly. And…Wow, what were they…Light grey? Amazing.
    " I think he ' s twitter-pated. " This from a still-giggling Karly.
    " Oh, sorry, it ' s just…her eyes are…unusual. " He cleared his throat, trying to pretend his cheeks weren't blazing again.
    " You think they ' re pretty? " Karly all but fluttered her own eyelashes at him.
    " Karly! " Devyn nearly growled.
    Troy grinned at the cute sound. " I ' m parked next to the coffee shop. "
    Karly bounded up to Troy. " Well I ' m ready! " She latched her arm covetously in his.
    " So am I. " Devyn began walking ahead and Troy quickly followed with Karly hanging on his arm with an excited squeal. Was he that amazing? What had Devyn told her about him ? Apparently good things, thank God.
    The walk to the coffee shop was filled with Karly ' s chatter.
    " Soooo , you ' re a preacher? " She didn ' t seem to realize how completely inappropriate it was to boldly explore his biceps with a hand while they walked.
    It was distracting, slightly annoying. " Uhh , yeah. No. Not really. " He wished she would let go of his arm.
    Her fingers slid up the inside of his sleeve, nearly to his armpit. " Where ' s your church? " Excited giggles seemed to accompany her every question.
    He fought the urge to jerk his arm out of her grasp. If he hurt her feelings or angered her, she wouldn't let him help her. And Devyn. " I—no, I don ' t have a church . I mean… I go to church, I just work alone. "
    She sucked in a breath. " All alone. " She made pitiful moaning noises. Nice to see she could do something other than giggle.
    " It ' s not bad, I like it that way. " Also liked not having strangers running fingers through his armpit hair.
    " No girlfriend? " Karly leaned her head, peering up into his face.
    " Uh, no. No girlfriend. " Why did he feel like she was trying out for the position?
    " You like it that way too? "
    Good God please, help here. " I ' m not really alone. "
    " Oh? Who lives with you? "
    " Karly, " Devyn sighed, not breaking stride or turning. " Jesus does, okay? The man is married to Jesus, now stop drilling him before he throws holy water on you. "
    Troy chuckled, then regarded Karly ' s blank how do you marry Jesus look. " It ' s only metaphorical, " he explained. " I ' m committed to serving Him.
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