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supposed to-” She stopped abruptly, spotting amusement in his gaze. Eyes narrowing, she hissed. “You have grown rather skilled -and smug- in your old age. Yet, I see that the ability to refrain from scorning a love-sick seraph has still managed to elude you.” 
    With a shrug, he released her, casually brushing the hair from her face. “I have many skills,” he murmured, skimming his fingertips along her cheek, “learned many things through the years.” A lock of her hair he wound ‘round his finger, but just as quickly he released it, letting it fall back to her shoulder. “As I'm sure you have, too.” He cupped her face, and Sera inst inctively nuzzled into his touch, her eyes sliding closed with a sigh.
    A humorless laugh slipped from her lips. “You assume incorrectly, beautiful demon. I live in a realm where many skills are not even needed.” Her gaze dropped down to where her thumb absently stroked his pectoral. Memories of their intimacy surfaced in her mind. But she didn’t smile. Instead, she looked sadly back up at him. “You, however, I do not doubt have mastered countless new talents.” 
    Another small growl sounded as a newfound ire arose. “Truthfully, the thought of you learning such abilities with another spurns anger within my heart.” She pulled away, her image beginning to flicker. “I had not intended to converse with you this day. I merely wanted to-” her eyes grew weary, “enjoy you from afar. The male I want but cannot have.”
    Cole frowned, as if her words, her retreat had somehow caused him pain. But then quickly he put u p a front, his all-too-familiar mask of indifference. “Well by all means, look your fill then.” He returned his hands to beneath his head. “Because you know I’ve been doing the same.” A toothy grin spread across his features as he shot her a parting gesture. “Next time you come around though? Be sure to make it worth my while.” 
    And then he was gone.
    Sera sprung from her small, cushioned chair, an unholy curse hissing from her lips. Instantly she began to pace, chewing insistently on her thumbnail as her heart pounded wildly. “How did he detect me so easily?” She pivoted on her heal, stalking in the other direction. “I have practiced and practiced my cloaking ability!” Another hard turn, more angry marching. “I must either stop these visits or find another way to go unnoticed. Think Seraphina, think.”
    She headed to the window to focus on her favorite star. “If I cannot hide my presence, then perhaps I can alter my identity so he will not recognize me.” Twirling a lock of hair around her finger, she sighed heavily. “No. He would easily sense my deception.” A small smirk curved her lips. “And the evil in such a deed would surely excite him. It would be wrong for me to encourage him so ,” she mused absently. “Mmm. But I do so love the way he-” she shoved both hands into her hair and groaned. “Oh, for Heaven's sake. What is wrong with me? I cannot continue this behavior.”
    Flopping down on her bed, she stared up at the ceiling. And whimpered. “But he is just so amazingly wonderful!”
     
    Cole glowered, stewing where he sat in one of the city’s seedier night clubs. After all that had been happening, to say his life was in the crapper would be an understatement. The woman he’d decided to make time for tonight wasn’t Sera.
    He growled in frustration, slamming back his drink. Damn angel. He needed something, anything, to make him forget those big, brown eyes and those long, dark, soft-as-silk waves of hair.
    For some reason, he swore he could feel her eyes on him, watching him from her perch high up in the clouds. Ever since he caught her spying on him, he knew in his gut that she wasn’t going to stop.
    A finger snapped irritably in his face, pulling him out of his musing. Cole blinked at the sultry, stacked-like-a-brick-house red head. Her mouth was moving but he sure as hell wasn't hearing a word she