Angel Falling by Audrey Carlan

Author:Audrey Carlan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Falling#1
Publisher: Audrey Carlan
Published: 2014-02-08T10:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Something about Hank was off. All week he’d been less demanding of my time, more attentive to what he perceived were my needs. Instead of rushing to bed, he wanted to talk each night. Really talk about my day, about life, about random things. It was nice, normal even. We watched movies together, went for walks, got ice cream, he even went so far as to make me breakfast in bed one morning. I doubt Gustav was thrilled with that. The Swede didn’t take kindly to anyone cooking in my kitchen but him.

Even the sex was different this week. I couldn’t put my finger on exactly what it was, but it seemed as though it held more meaning.

I wondered briefly if it had anything to do with the fact that his mother was coming into town this evening and would be here for a few days.

Excitement and dread took over my thoughts in equal parts. What if she didn’t like me? What if she made Hank go back home? He held his mother on a pedestal, something I was completely unaccustomed to.

My mother was an evil she-devil who didn’t deserve more than a fleeting thought. He doted on his mother and talked about her as if she were made of sugar and spice and everything nice. I pictured a Mary Poppins type. A real do-gooder. I was doomed.

Oliver entered my office. “I’ve got reservations at Bellissimo scheduled for seven for the three of you. Are you ready to meet Hank’s mother?”

“Not really. What if she hates me?”

“Pen, seriously? She’s not going to hate you.” He started messing with my hair, wrapping locks around his fingers to refresh the curls. Hank liked it best when he could run his fingers through my hair, so it was down. I’d been wearing it down a lot more lately. I loved having Hank’s hands on me and would go great lengths to make sure he did as often as possible.

“You don’t know that. My own mother hates me!”

“Your mother is a stuck up bitch. She doesn’t even like herself.” We both smiled, knowing that his words held a great deal of truth.

I leaned against my desk chewing my lip until it hurt. A headache was starting at my temples and I rubbed at it uselessly.

“You’re really worried?” His voice held a twinge of surprise.

“Yes, I am.” I took a deep breath. “Hank adores his mother. If she doesn’t like me, there’s no hope for us.”

“I can’t believe that. Honey, you don’t give yourself enough credit. You’re beautiful, obscenely rich, and most importantly, Hank loves you,” he finished.

“Shut your mouth! He doesn’t love me. He loves fucking me. Big difference!” The words flew from my mouth, but even I didn’t believe them a hundred percent.

“Pen, he does, too. He’s been living in your home for what, five weeks now? Sleeping in your bed. You’ve spent every single free moment together.” His eyebrows knit together. “You owe me for that one by the way. And at the end of the day, you’ve never been happier.

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