Angel's Trumpet (Poisonous Book 2) by Sem Thornwood

Author:Sem Thornwood [Thornwood, Sem]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-07T18:30:00+00:00

Seeing Mia leaning to Mateo made me feel very unnecessarily jealous. It was only natural that he helped her because she was drunk, but I still couldn’t help it. While I was not able to hold her this close or touch her, it was not fair that Mateo got to do that. I was the only one who should be touching her.

Luckily, I was there before he could scoop her off the floor. That was my privilege.

When they heard my voice, both of them turned to me. Mia’s dark hair was messier than before. Some locks have gotten free from her ponytail. It was clear that she was having a hard time walking in those high shoes. Her lipstick was a faded red color. She was also sweaty, and it was obvious that she didn’t feel very good. Still, she was too beautiful. She was always too beautiful.

Mia looked at me with half-lidded eyes. “You are up.”

“I am,” I said matter of factly and stepped closer to get my wife from Mateo. He let her go immediately. For some reason, Mia seemed hesitant to lean to me, but I pulled her close. “You didn’t let me know you were coming.” I was talking to Mateo because Mia was in no condition to text me. And I ordered Mateo to call me before they were coming so I could take care of Mia. I was sure she was going to get this drunk.

“I was busy making sure Mia was okay,” Mateo explained.

Not good enough, but I didn’t have time to chat with him.

I looked at him, still holding Mia close. “Was there any problem?”

Mateo shook his head. Good.

I didn’t even tell him he could go; I simply lifted Mia off to the floor into my arms. One of my arms was on her back, and the other was on the back of her thighs, honeymoon style, and all that shit. Mia gave a little cry at my sudden movement, but she was quick to hold onto me by the lapels of my blazer. God, holding her like this felt too good. I liked it when she clung to me.

After I climbed up the stairs, Mia wiggled on my hold, and I looked down at her pale face. Her blue eyes were on me and filled with embarrassment. Why was she embarrassed? I already knew she was not used to drinking a lot, and she was going to get very drunk. I was not happy about it, but I was also not shocked.

She looked down before she spoke, and her hold on me got weaker. “You really don’t have to carry me.”

“Nonsense.” I held her even closer to my chest. I liked holding her, and even if I didn’t, she would not be able to walk with those shoes.

Mia didn’t like my answer, though, because she wiggled again like that would make me let her go. “You don’t have to, Sal. I know you don’t want to touch me.”

My steps faltered. What the fuck.

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