Red Angel (The Angels of Paris Chronicles Book 2) by Anna Santos

Author:Anna Santos [Santos, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-07T05:00:00+00:00

Cedric was on top of the roof, as still as a statue with his closed eyes. It was a pretty sight to see. He was in his angelic form. His white wings were shining blue and white as the snow kept falling on him, making him seem like a vision. He was handsome and seeing him took my breath away every time. Too bad he was stubborn and unfair.

“Cedric! Come down! Aria wants to talk to you. It’s important!”

I shivered at Camille’s screams to get Cedric’s attention. I was struggling about whether to call out to him or not. I guessed it was no longer an issue since, thanks to Camille, he knew I was there.

Cedric opened his eyes, slowly, gracefully, and stared down at us. I felt tiny as my heart raced in my chest. Yet his eyes looked emotionless and far away from us, shining blue. For a few seconds, I thought he was going to ignore me and keep doing what he was doing. Instead, he jumped and dropped himself on the floor, instinctively causing me to panic.

I put my hands over my mouth but relaxed when he used his wings to prevent the fall and land in front of me. The urge to growl at him for scaring me like that grew bigger. Watching people in high places or freefalling wasn’t something that people who were afraid of heights liked to witness.

I noticed that he just stood there, in front of me, waiting for me to speak. He crossed his arms over his chest, and I didn’t like what his eyes were implying. He was waiting for me to tell him how sorry I was. He still thought I should apologize. I wasn’t going to. Not again. Not for something I didn’t do.

“This was a mistake,” I said, glancing at Camille, who bit her lower lip. I made a move to leave, but she grabbed me and stopped me.

“You are going to talk. And you are both going to lose the attitude,” she warned, pointing at Cedric and me. Then, grabbing our arms, she forced us to walk beside her and sit on the couches near the pool. “I’m going to go inside now, so you can solve your differences.” Pointing a finger at Cedric, she said, “And you better stop the snow because I don’t want our house appearing on the news.”

Cedric shrugged and stared at his feet.

I glared at him. He was playing the martyr.

A few moments later, Camille had disappeared indoors and the silence was unbearable between Cedric and me.

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