Angel Heart by Sharon Maria Bidwell

Author:Sharon Maria Bidwell [Bidwell, Sharon Maria]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-01-07T05:39:11+00:00

Angel Heart

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The trouble was, although Dean felt certain that Jay wanted him and no other, he

couldn’t help feeling belligerent. He couldn’t understand why he felt that way, which made

it ten times worse.

* * * * *

François was only half French, one side of his family English, and he was a boon to

both cultures. He was successful professionally and financially, naturally handsome,

charming, and without pretence. His wit extended to self-deprecation, and the supposed

universal dislike of the French, which half an hour in this man’s company did the utmost to

dispel with the wicked, almost-evil humour that the English adored. Jay couldn’t help

laughing at his jokes. The other thing that he couldn’t help laughing at was Dean’s face. If

the man thought he was hiding, he was doing a poor job of it. For the last few minutes, Jay’s

attention split between François’s very funny anecdotes, and Dean jumping up and down as

if he were a jack-in-the-box. He peered round the curtain now, and then flinched back as Jay

glanced that way. Dean’s face underwent another change, deepening to a dark glower before

bobbing out of sight. Jay laughed at another joke harder than he intended.

Dean must be smarting from the things April had said, and Jay wanted to go to him,

but some little part of him surely contained just a smidge of the evil streak April carried

within her, because he was enjoying the sight of Dean’s discomfort far too much. He was

talking to another man, and Dean clearly didn’t like it. Yayyyyyyyyy!

The grin stole across his face before he could help it, and, just a second later, he

happened to turn his head and catch Dean’s gaze. The man flinched, caught, but then

covered his tracks by making a joke of it. Dean pulled several disparaging faces at François

behind his back that a gurner would envy, and Jay almost choked. He hid it by lifting his

drink to his lips and looking away. When he looked back, Dean had disappeared.

“My card.”

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