The First to Fall: A Fallen Novel (The Fallen Series) by Tanisha D. Jones

Author:Tanisha D. Jones [Jones, Tanisha D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Tanisha D Jones, New Orleans, Multicultural, Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Tanisha D. Jones
Published: 2016-06-06T04:00:00+00:00

TEN

It had only taken a couple of minutes for Eli to get his car. She snuggled closer to him in the front seat, their fingers intertwined.

“So where are we going, Doc?” His voice was low and thick and sexy, his entire body humming in anticipation. She sighed, her head resting on his shoulder, the fingers of her free hand moving slowly up his thigh. “I live on the top floor of the Cotton Mill.” She whispered, her tongue darting out to tease his earlobe. The Cotton Mill was a former warehouse that had been transformed into luxury condos about four blocks from the river front, high-end and very exclusive. She gently nibbled his ear, her lips leaving hot little kisses on his neck, and he hit the gas, making a bee line for the place.

As he swung the car onto North Peters Street and headed towards her building, her cell phone came to life.

“Damn it,” she grumbled as she punched the speaker button, wanting to continue her exploration of his thigh, and continue moving her lips down his throat.

“Where are you?” Lisette just about yelled in her ear. Eli’s brow lifted at her sister’s rather abrupt tone.

“On my way to my condo. Why?” She mumbled, taking Eli’s earlobe between her teeth.

“Are you eating?” Lisette barked. “What are you doing?”

“What do you want?” She bit back.

“Is someone with you? You sound funny.” Lisette persisted.

“I swear to God, Lissy, I’m going to hang up if you don’t get to the damn point,” she growled, her hand resting on Eli’s crotch. He made a deep guttural noise, and she smiled deviously.

“Remy is at Jinxie’s drunk off his ass and picking a fight with Julian Onder. I need you to get to him before he starts a war. I’m not going to get there in time.” Celeste rolled her eyes.

“Why can’t Gaston go? He lives right on St. Charles.” She sat up, pulling her hand from Eli’s in frustration.

“Jonas sent Gaston to Prague for some asinine reason or other. He’s landing as it were, now. Could you please get him? This could be trouble CeCe. You know how stupid he gets and Julian is just looking for a reason to tear into Remy’s ass.”

“He does have that effect on people,” she mumbled. “Fine, I will get him before he gets himself killed.” She grumbled and disconnected. She looked at Eli, frustration and anger building up in her. “So where is this Jinxie’s?” He asked, waiting for directions.

“You don’t mind?”

“Oh I mind, not as much as my dick right about now. The sooner we get-Remy is it? That’s your younger brother right? The sooner we get him squared, away the sooner I get to be alone with you. No more interruptions.” She kissed his cheek. Their little talk was going to have to wait a little longer. Not that she was all that eager to say anything. What she wanted was to be wrapped in his arms in a blissful cloud for as long as possible.

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