If he wasn’t a demon, then what the hell was he?
It didn’t matter. Bottom line…
“You-you kidnapped me.” The words came weaker than the glacial tone she wanted.
He folded his muscular arms over his chest. “You can thank me when your mind starts functioning again,” he said, his voice as remote as his stare.
Nia shook her still dizzy head. Moonlight backlit him, causing his hair to glow, and something else stirred in her ‘non-functioning’mind. The jerk. She glanced to where the fire had erupted from his back.
Crap! Those hadn’t been flames at all?—
Wings!
Enormous, incandescentwings!
They weren’t visible currently, but she knew they existed. If he had wings, then… Her breath escaped in a gush. “Wh-what are you?”
“You have managed to evade the demon for a while now. Surely you know the differences between me and him, little human?”
His imperious tone scraped on her already raw nerves. And just like that, her temper cracked through her fear.
God, why her? One immortal jerk after another.
A freaking angel!
What else could he be?
She didn’t know much about those celestial beings, but weren’t they supposed to be benevolent, ready to help, and stuff? Not treat those perceived weaker than Their Mightiness like pebbles beneath their feet?
“If you’re the poster boy for those winged beings up there,” she shot her thumb skyward, “you can go back and tell them their marketing division sucks!”
Maybe she would have been awed at his timely interference, but she was frustrated to her eyeballs at not only being hunted but also having a stranger jump into her life and cart her off without so much as a,Hey, I’m a friend, the Grim Reaper, Freddy Krueger!
He took a step closer, his fiery hair sliding about his shoulders, his stare as icy as the night. Her heart thumped so hard it took everything in her not to skedaddle down the drainpipe.
“I am not a friend, the Grim Reaper, or this Freddy Krueger,” he said, obviously reading her mind. “I am it, little human. Be grateful.”
Aaargh!If she stabbed him, she might go to Hell, but maybe it would besoooworth it.
He did a cool up-down stare over her as if she were an ant trying to scare a snake. “I would advise against attempting an action you have no hope of achieving.”
The jackass! “I didn’t ask to be rescued. Go find someone who will grovel over wings and arrogance. I need a drink.” She stomped for the escape stairs. Before she even grasped the rail, he appeared in front of her, and she almost crashed into him.
Dammit!Nia reared back. At this rate, she’d end up having a heart attack.
Scowling, she flipped back her long, pale hair. Thank God for her glamour. He would never discover her true identity once she escaped this pain in her backside.
“You’re in my way.”
“And you must remain safe.”
“Safe,safe? On a freakin’ rooftop where any demon can get to me?”
“I won’t let them.”
“I don’t need your help. Go back to your Heaven. I already have someone to keep me safe.”
“You can inform them their services are no longer required.” His tone remained even, edged with infinite patience. If that was to reassure her… Yeah, too late.
