My Demons (The Angel Trilogy #2) Read Online Free PDF

kitchen.” She says sarcastically. “Where’s Frank?” He would never allow her in his kitchen, he’s known better since the last kitchen fire. I laugh at the memory. It was a small fire, just on the stove, but the look on Frank’s face is one I’ll never forget. He had refused to speak to her for an entire month afterward.
    “Are you kidding? She told him to take the night off.” Her head shakes with disbelief. “He has no idea what her plans are.” Her teeth clamp tight and her eyes are wide. “I’m taking the day off when he finds out.” She laughs.
    “Pizza,” we both say in unison and then follow with a hard laugh.
    “I’m going to take a soak in the tub, ok?” I reach for the small bag that I’d carried inside.
    She nods. “Sounds like an excellent idea dear.” She exits into the hall.
    I take a deep breath and smile. I’m actually kind of happy right now.
    I head up the stairs to my room, running my hand along the mahogany railing as I do.
    I walk down the long hallway toward my room at the end far right coming to the double doors.
    I open the door to my room noting how bright it is. The room filled with the same pink roses that I’d seen downstairs. Once again, the aroma fills the air. This brings me back to another time.
    I wonder if my mom put these here to trigger the stubborn memories hiding in my mind. Memories are being triggered, but not of the past year. No, these memories are of my teenage years and those memories I remember just fine.
    I sigh. I tossing my bag to the couch on the left wall and throw myself on top of the large fluffy pink blanket that covers the queen size bed. I laugh out loud as I listen to Frank Sinatra through the speakers that are built into the walls of my spacious room.
    I sit up and walk toward the wall monitor muting the sound. I see Addie’s picture on the dresser as I walk by, but I can’t look at it right now.
    No, right now I want to be happy. I’ve been attempting to leave the broken girl at the hospital. And for now I think I’m doing a pretty good job of it.

    I turn my iPod to Jesse Ware Say You Love Me while I’m brushing out my wet hair. I’m singing along to the words and suddenly inner sexy girl pushes me to consider calling Evan.
    “Hmmm.” I stand to get my phone from my bag when my head begins its daily pounding episode. I reach for the pain pills instead. I haven’t taken these very often, but I know when it’s going to be a bad migraine and I’m not down for that right now.
    I dig for my phone and walk onto the balcony that sit off of my room. The air is cool and very welcoming with this headache. I turn and go back toward my room because, unfortunately, the light’s too much.
    Abby: Can you talk?
    I don’t want to assume that he doesn’t have something going on in his life.
    Evan: Of course .
    My phone rings as I sit on the edge of my bed.
    I giggle. “Hello.”
    “Are you ok?” He’s always so worried about me. It’s really sweet, but I don’t understand it.
    “Headache,” I answer knowing he’ll know that I’m dealing with another one.
    “I’m sorry you have to deal with that.”
    “Comes with the territory. They’re less frequent though. It’s getting better.” I don’t need him to worry. I don’t want anyone to worry.
    “Good. Have dinner with me?”
    “My parents are planning a welcome home thing,” I answer. I feel the smile curve on my lips and I realize his offer excites me.
    “I understand.” He’s silent.
    “Did you like the roses?”
    What?
    “You did that?” I’m completely shocked.
    “Yes.”
    I stutter.
    “I wanted white, but they were sold out so I opted for the next best thing.
    “Awe, they’re so beautiful Evan you didn’t have to do that,” I announce holding a smile on my lips as the pink petal touches my nose. “They smell amazing.”
    This man has gone above and beyond in everything he’s done for me and I don’t understand why. I couldn’t have been that amazing of a