Gabe (Glass City Hearts Book 1) by Desiree Lafawn

Author:Desiree Lafawn [Lafawn, Desiree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-01T16:00:00+00:00

14

Gabe

She was avoiding me like I knew she would. I knew Angel would wake up in the morning angry at herself, and by association, me. I gave her all the space I could this morning, but I made the decision before I took her last night. Before I pulled the covers back in the bed and beckoned for her to get in, that I was going to keep her. Whatever shit we had to work through, we would. I wasn’t going to lie to myself anymore, though. Angel was important to me, and after having the one taste of her, I knew I couldn’t let her go.

Mine.

That was what I thought when I got dressed for the office that morning and looked at her sleeping, tangled up in my sheets and comforter.

Mine.

Mine to keep and protect. Mine to love. Because I did. And maybe it wasn’t the same feelings I had for her when we were younger, but that was okay. A lot of time had passed, and we were as good as strangers now, but I wanted to know everything there was to know about her and I was willing to do some nefarious shit to do it. I would give her a little space, but I wouldn’t let her run. Especially not when some drugged out psycho with a sick fixation was trying to hurt her. No fucking way. I would leave him a greasy smear on the concrete before I let that fucker get near her again.

I called a meeting to talk about the intel Dino had brought me, but if Angel didn’t walk her happy ass in here shortly I was going to be forced to go find her. I had been pretty patient with her today, but she did not want me to have to go looking for her. I gave her space this morning, but now was the time for following instructions, her safety depended on it.

I was about ready to text her again when she opened the waiting area door and my breath caught in my throat. Jesus, God, she was a stunner. I don’t know if it was because I had just acknowledged my personal feelings that made me see her differently, or because I had tasted what was under those clothes, but she looked like seduction in denim as she walked in the door.

She also had an attitude.

I could take my time drinking her in. The way her jeans clung to her full hips and ass, and the heavy swell of her breasts as they pulled against the v neck of her faded red t-shirt. I could stare all I wanted because she was doing a really good job of not making eye contact with me, looking everywhere but in my corner of the room as she stood there fidgeting.

Fine. There was too much open space here anyway. Let’s make the room smaller then, shall we?

“Thank you for finally gracing us with your presence, Angel, we have a lot to go over.

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