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window curtains and blinked until the man lying on top of her came into focus. Michael.
      I thought I’d imagined how beautiful he is. But she hadn’t. His jaw was set, emphasizing the stunning lines of his face, and his topaz eyes glittered with unmistakable desire.
    "What--” She gulped. “What are you doing here?"
    "I heard you cry out and came in to check on you," he said, his voice tight. "You pulled me onto the bed."
    That tug she’d imagined in her dream? That had been her pulling him onto the bed? Oh lord.
    "Do you want me to leave?" With a pained expression, he made as if to pull away.
    "Wait," she said, and before she even realized it her arms closed around the bare skin of his back.
    Michael looked just as surprised as she felt. But she wasn’t ready for him to go.
    "Not yet," she said softly. Not when he was so warm and when his flesh was so smooth and hard against hers. He was like a work of art come to life, every muscle on his back defined and twitching against her fingers.
    His eyes narrowed into a fierce expression of lust that threatened to take her breath away. There was no doubt that he wanted her, and he proved it by closing the distance between them and claiming her lips in a steaming hot kiss. His lips and his tongue were made for pleasure, sending echoes of vibration sizzling down her body. What would that tongue of his feel like sliding along other parts of her flesh?
    As if he sensed the direction of her thoughts, his fingers made their way down once again. When he touched her this time, she went over the edge with a blinding intensity that tore a soft cry from her lips. He kissed her as if he wanted to drink in the sound of her ecstasy.
    Whoa , she thought once she could think again. That was amazing. Earthshaking.
    What was she doing with a Fallen in her bed? Was she out of her mind?
    Even if he wasn’t evil as she’d been led to believe, he was still dangerous. Just knowing him put her life in danger. Imagine if the Consortium somehow found out they’d shared an intimate moment.
    This was all too much.
    Eva gave a light push on Michael’s shoulders. He got the hint, because he tensed with a softly muttered oath before rolling off her and rising from the bed.
    "Sorry," she mumbled to his bare back, her cheeks flaming hot. "I just...I need to get ready for work." And the entire day she was there, she’d be worrying if other people would somehow be able to tell she’d been touched by a Fallen.
    He ran a hand through his hair, uttering another human-like sigh. "I understand, Eva." He left her bedroom and clicked the door shut behind him.
    Did he understand? Because she didn’t. How had her life gotten so complicated in the span of a few hours? Why was she so confused?
    The non-stop buzz of the coffee house suddenly seemed like too much to bear. She’d never praised her luck in the career lottery, but she hadn’t questioned it too much either. After all, it wasn’t like she could change anything. But now she wondered if there was another way. A chance at a different sort of life.
    "As what, Eva, a fugitive?" No, the only place a life like that would lead her was to the crematorium. Angels were not to be trifled with. As intriguing as the Fallen in her living room was, there was no future there for her.
    Which left the coffee shop. "And I’m going to be late if I don’t hurry up."
    With a deep sigh, she rose off her bed and prepared for her day of work. Then another thought hit her.
    What was Michael going to do with himself while she was gone?
    *****
    The day dragged on and on until Eva began to wonder if it would ever end. When the time to clock out finally arrived, she left the coffee shop in a hurry. Thank goodness she didn’t have a double shift today. She didn’t know how she would have made another five hours.
    Unlike yesterday, there wasn’t a hint of rain in the late afternoon sky. The sun shone bright where it peeked out from in between the tall buildings. Today was a