Angel Fire by Marie Johnston

Angel Fire by Marie Johnston

Author:Marie Johnston [Johnston, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LE Publishing
Published: 2019-03-17T18:30:00+00:00


“Um, yeah, he liked it,” Harlowe said as she and Odessa strutted to the entrance of Fall from Grace. The knockout blonde’s hips swayed over long legs clad in fishnet stockings.

The five of them had checked into two hotel rooms and had gotten some much-needed rest. She and Harlowe had stayed in one room while the males shared the adjoining room with the door open. Surrounded by four warriors, Odessa had gotten some of the deepest sleep of her life, despite recent events. Then the two females had shopped all day to buy their outfits for the night.

Odessa had a clear picture of how they had needed to look to blend in at the club. Magan’s notes had been detailed. But Odessa wasn’t sure how well Harlowe would blend in. Her five-inch black platform heels put her well above six feet tall. If her black-studded midriff-baring halter top and black leather mini skirt didn’t attract attention then her face certainly would.

Harlowe was a stunning creature normally. Now with black coal-rimmed eyes and a braid running down each side of her head, and her dirty-blond hair dyed a reverse ombré ending with black tips, she was truly exotic. Her odd-hued eyes looked even more lavender against the black liner and dark red lips.

Odessa was only slightly jealous of the graceful walk Harlowe managed in her shoes. Choosing knee-high black boots with a thick heel, Odessa figured she’d be safer walking through a crowd and not garner even more attention with her already tall height.

While Harlowe went for goth sex kitten, Odessa had chosen goth schoolgirl. She wore a white sleeveless button-up shirt, not buttoned but tied at her waist with a loose black tie around her neck. Tight black shorts she could barely sit in completed her outfit, along with the long fingerless black gloves she wore on each hand.

As for her hair, all she did was darken it a few shades so it was nearly black, and secured it in two ponytails at each side of her head. She rimmed her eyes as dark as Harlowe’s and borrowed the same shade of blood-red lipstick.

When she had stepped out of the hotel bathroom and Bryant’s gaze swept her body, she couldn’t name the emotion darkening his gaze. Passion? Yearning? Anger? Panic? All of them? His jaw tight, he hadn’t uttered a word. He had just turned back to Bronx and Urban to finish planning their night while Harlowe got ready.

“I don’t think he liked it,” Odessa repeated.

Why had she mentioned her insecurity to Harlowe? Maybe the female would have some insight into Bryant’s thoughts since she’d been working with him for so long.

Harlowe’s braid jostled as she shook her head. “That was the reaction of a guy who liked it way too much.”

“He wouldn’t have sent Bronx to scope out the club if he thought I looked like I was capable of doing this.”

Harlowe stopped outside of the entrance, which was nothing more than a tin door on a three-story warehouse.



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