No One's Angel by Kelly Walker

Author:Kelly Walker [Walker, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

TWENTY SIX

Angel

By the time I tumble out from beneath the sheets the next day it’s early afternoon and I’ve got a raging headache as a reminder of how much I drank the night before. Arion and I share a light lunch of sandwiches chased by aspirin, and he heads down to the bar to get ready for the evening crowd.

Two things are indisputably clear after last night. Champagne is the devil, and if I want to move forward with Arion I’m going to have to make it obvious that I truly want it. Unfortunately, I’m running out of time. We leave for the farm in the morning.

Which is a different problem in and of itself. On one hand, I’ll miss being able to spend so much time with Arion. But on the other it will give me some much-needed space. I’m not ready to live with a guy again, not yet. When I moved in with Nick everything went to hell, and even though Arion is different, I can’t help worrying. I’d like to date for a while, and just see how things go before the added stress of living together.

All week I’ve made out all right while he’s been downstairs running the bar. I’m pretty sure if I was down there, I’d just be in the way. But tonight his absence is getting to me. Every minute that passes slams into me, mocking me for waiting so long to realize what I want.

Music wafts through the floor, calling to me. I’m pretty sure there must be a live band, and from the bit I can hear, they sound like they’re actually good.

It isn’t like Arion said I couldn’t come downstairs. Then again, it isn’t like I would have listened to him even if he had. Besides, Arion bought me so many damn clothes, it would be a shame to waste them. I pluck a bright red one-shouldered dress from my suitcase. It’s slinky and flowing and as soon as I slip it on I immediately feel sexy.

On one hand I’m still pissed he bought me so much, and on the other hand I love how it sets off my dark hair and darker eyes. I’m not much of a make-up person, but earlier this week Chelsea and I went shopping for her and I did pick up a little bit of mascara and lip gloss, figuring I’d need it to go with the black dress for the awards function. I dab on a bit now, then scrutinize my reflection. I’m firmly of the opinion that if you’re going to play, win. I don’t do anything half-assed. So, if I’m going to distract him, I might as well do it right.

I want Arion to see me. Me. Not the broken, damaged mess. But me.

I almost feel like I’m making a promise to him, and to myself. I’m going to be okay.

The bar is hopping when I slip in the side door, and for a moment I just stop and stare. I’ve only been in here when I showed up Sunday, and apparently Saturday is very different.

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