Uriel's Descent (Ubiquity #1) by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt [Lindt, Allyson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01DZ63UYS
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2016-05-12T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Michael sank to the mats and scrubbed his face in frustration. Why didn’t she let him explain? Besides the obvious reason: he made a terrible slip. He didn’t have any difficulty noticing Ronnie was her own demon. She radiated a uniqueness. She even picked different weapons from the ones Metatron used—a sword and dagger instead of two blades of the same length.

But in his head, for so long, he associated Ronnie with an affectionate nickname for Metatron. It was careless, even so.

That kiss… It still hummed on his skin and flooded his thoughts. He hadn’t been celibate over the centuries. Staying in a physical form as much as he did, he wasn’t sure he would have survived without getting laid.

He didn’t have a better way to phrase his hesitation, though. Telling her this was more emotional. That he didn’t want to fall in love. It felt a bit severe given they just met. He didn’t mean anything immediate, but people always took things wrong.

Not being able to get her out of his head told him it was the right decision. He just didn’t know how long he could stick to his resolve. In a few seconds more, he would have pinned her to the wall, stripped off her shirt and shorts, and explored every inch of her. Another kiss like that, the right smile from her, and he wouldn’t push her away next time.

If he couldn’t exercise control where Ronnie was concerned, he needed to back off.

Someone knocked on the dojo door, jarring him from his rambling thoughts, and he frowned. Technically, he was in heaven right now, and he doubted Ronnie was back in his condo, so someone with enough power to see the door wanted to talk to him.

Grateful whoever it was used the existing door instead of creating a new one in the middle of his practice mats. He hopped to his feet and crossed the room to open the door, expecting to see Gabriel or Lucifer on the other side.

He stepped back in surprise. His guest was almost as tall as he was and thin with blonde hair reaching halfway down her back. “Abaddon.”

She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, posture casual. “Do you have time for an old friend?”

“I do.” That’d be a nice change of pace. He stepped aside. “Do you want to come in?”

“I was hoping we could walk. I need an excuse to stretch my legs.”

Curious how so many pieces of Michael’s past were converging now. In his experience, coincidence only went so far. “Just let me grab my shoes. I have to admit…” He tugged his sneakers and socks on. “…you aren’t at the top of my people-I-expect-to-come-knocking list. How long has it been?”

“I lose track.” Her tone was casual. She fell into step next to him when he joined her. They were really in heaven.

He hadn’t been here in ages. Work didn’t call for it. The atmosphere of the place collided and coursed around him like highly-charged air. It was almost foreign, but at the same time, comforting.

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