Trusting an Angel by Missy Jane

Author:Missy Jane
Language: ara
Format: epub
Tags: angel, demon, hunting, workplace, boss, romance, paranormal romance, jeopardy, archangel, heaven, hell
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Covet)
Published: 2014-04-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

They slept in the next morning, kissing lazily beneath the covers as the sun’s rays slowly moved up one wall. Zerach immediately realized Dora was more playful when covered neck to toe. He kept her large comforter up to her collar, sliding it down low enough to kiss her neck and collarbone. Luckily she didn’t seem to mind that much exposure.

“We should probably get out of bed sometime today,” she whispered.

He grinned down at her, running his fingers through her hair. Touching her was such a pleasure he didn’t think he’d ever get enough.

“It’s only nine. We can stay in bed until at least noon,” he replied.

“Noon?” she exclaimed. “I still can’t believe you cleared the whole day for both of us.”

He chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose. “It pays to be the boss. I’d happily stay in bed until the sun sets again, so long as you’re beside me.”

She grinned. “I’ll get hungry before then. Plus…um, I need to use the bathroom.”

He barked out a laugh at her obvious embarrassment and fell onto his back. Rather than jump out of bed, she sat up and hit him with her pillow.

“Don’t laugh at me. It’s not my fault you talked me into two glasses of wine in the wee hours.”

She leaned over to place a peck on his lips before leaving the bed and sauntering into the bathroom. He watched her go with a contended sigh. She was so perfect.

They had indeed been drinking wine, after he woke her for more playtime. Never before had he imagined so much pleasure could be had with a woman’s clothes still on. Luckily Dora had allowed him to be creative. He rose and pulled on his boxers before making the bed. There was very little on his agenda for today, and he’d been able to rearrange things easily, but tomorrow he was scheduled to aid Rafe. His grin melted into a scowl as he remembered their plans for the day interrogating the girl-demon.

Dora walked out of the bathroom, and he turned to face her. “Did you have a lot of work for today?”

She smiled and stepped close, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Not really but you know what a slave driver my boss is. I’d better not make this a habit.”

He chuckled and planted a kiss on her irresistible mouth. “Oh I don’t know. I think I can convince him to let you take lots of time off in the future.”

She ducked her head, rubbing her nose against his chest. “Yeah right.”

He tightened his hold. “So I get you all to myself today. Hmm, whatever shall we do?”

“Whatever you want to do works for me. I’m easy to please.”

“Oh yeah?” he asked. “We’ll see about that.”

She just smiled and let him pull her out of the room.

…

They had French toast for breakfast and Isadora marveled at how well he could cook. He spoiled her rotten, waiting on her hand and foot despite her protests and being in her kitchen. This wasn’t something she ever would have expected from a man like Zerach Maxwell.

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