*Paranormal Suspense Fantasy Romance 18+*
Thoros
Thoros sat, propped against his favorite
oak in front of the Chamberlain home. He had expected Josselyn to have already
returned, but waiting wasn't bothering him.
He thumbed through a Hustler magazine, a
little disturbed by the way women kept their bodies these days; some completely
hairless, breast implants. He turned the magazine sideways and opened the
centerfold. A broad smile graced his face as he imagined the tattooed, pierced
female before him would please Velan very much.
He memorized her name, so he could check
in on her later to see if possibly her time on Earth might be up soon. He
wagered finding an excuse to take her sooner than planned wouldn't be a
problem.
Of course, Kitty Swallows was probably a
fake name, unless her parents were warped in the head, but he had his way of
finding even the oddest aliases some people chose to go by, and wasn't the
least bit put off by the handle.
He heard the pop come from inside the
house and he quickly stood, folded the magazine and tucked it in his back
pocket.
She didn't come outside right away, but
a smile spread across his face when he heard the cheers and laughing from
hearing happy news.
The female angel would be eating out of
his hand soon, he thought. No woman had ever been able to resist him after
touching their lips to his. He wouldn't even be surprised if she didn't beg him
to take her with him today, give up Heaven and all of her loved ones in exchange
for waking up next to his body for all of eternity. It wasn't like he would
throw her out in the syde with the other minions. He would keep her safe and
happy in his quarters, and Lucifer wouldn't object as long as she could be
convinced to give up her soul on a silver platter. Who needed a soul anyway?
It's not like the damn thing is good for anything, he thought, and then began
to walk toward the house with his head held high and confident in his plan.
He'd reached the second step when the
door opened and a very nervous looking Josselyn walked out.
Thoros held out his hand, palm up.
"Wanna take a walk? I will be a perfect gentleman. I promise."
She nodded, then started down the steps
without touching him.
He rushed to catch up with her long, quick
strides. "You in a hurry? I thought we'd--I don't know, maybe take it a
little slower, get to know one another first."
She stopped and looked at him, then
burst out laughing. "This isn't a date, demon."
His brow creased and he sucked in air
through his teeth. "Ouch. Easy with the 'D' word. Not all demons are bad."
She rolled her eyes, then started her
speed-walking again. "I'm sure you're sweet and innocent, Thoros. I can't
imagine you ever doing anything bad."
"You can drop the sarcasm. My
lustful way is what landed me in Hell. What I meant is, not all of us are mean.
We have feelings, too, Josselyn, and right now you're stomping all over mine."
"Oh, good grief, you can't be
serious," she said, and looked at him. His hand was over his heart and his
bottom lip was poked out in a pout. It was obvious he'd been joking about his
feelings being injured, but it made her laugh lightly which was probably what
he was trying for anyway, she thought. "Okay," she shrugged her
shoulders and began walking at a slower pace, "I guess there is no real
harm in walking a little slower."
Thoros smiled. "That's better. So, since
this is our first non-date, let's get to know each other a little better. How
long have you been an angel?"
She grumbled incomprehensibly as she
glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "Does it really matter?"
"Look, if I'm going to let you kiss
me, I need to know a few things about you first. What kind of reputation would
I have if I just went around letting strange women kiss me?"
"You're the Prince of Lust. I'm
sure you do that kind of thing all the time."
He shook his head. "Not anymore. I
stopped recently; went cold-turkey on kissing strangers."
"Ha! Since when?"
He stopped walking, and his brow
furrowed as he realized what he was about to say was completely true.
"Since I met you." What the
hell is this woman doing to me?
Ignoring his weird behavior, Josselyn
continued walking and answered him, "I think...about one hundred and sixty
human years. It was in the mid eighteen hundreds when I died. I drowned while
swimming."
"Skinny-dipping?"
"Sorry to ruin your fantasy, but
no."
"Ever have children?" he
asked, falling into step beside her once again.
She shook her head. "No. I never
married."
He chuckled. "So? I didn't have a
wife. It never stopped me from getting--"
She shot him a dirty look. "There
is a reason I went to Heaven and you did not."
"Are you trying to tell me that you
never did anything sinful in your life?"
"I'm not trying to tell you
anything."
"Why not?"
"What's the point?"
"Just because we are from different
sides of the train tracks doesn't mean we have to be enemies, Josselyn."
"I'm not suggesting we are enemies,
Thoros."
"Well, then, let's be
friends."
She stopped and glared at him.
"Fine. We're friends. Happy now?"
Thoros glanced around them, then shook
his head. "I will be happy when you kiss me. You're not going back on your
word, are you?"
"No," she snapped. "I
just wanted to be far enough away from the house so the other angels don't see
us."
Thoros turned to glance at the house. It
was approximately two hundred yards away, and there wasn't a chance of even
Lucifer witnessing them lock lips from that distance. Plus, he'd made himself
invisible when he arrived, so only Josselyn could see or sense him anyway.
He reached out with his hand and took
hers. "I think we're good here. You can kiss me now."
She puffed out her cheeks, blowing out a
breath. "How am I supposed to kiss you without you leaning down? You are
at least six inches taller than I am."
He smiled, then dropped to one knee in
front of her. "This better?"
She growled silently in annoyance and
desperately tried to think of a reason it wasn't better so she could stall a
little longer, but nothing came to her.
Josselyn swallowed nervously and closed
the distance between their bodies.
Thoros grinned up at her, waiting
patiently for her to make the move that would willingly make her fall under his
spell.
"Don't disappoint me," he said
with a smile.
She framed his face with shaky hands.
His eyes locked with hers and any trace of anxiety radiating from her aura fell
away to somewhere other than where they were. He could see in her eyes that she
wanted to kiss him.
Josselyn shook her head. "I won't."
The corner of his
mouth twitched up and then her lips met his.
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