Fallen Angel: Mythic Series, Book 2 (17 page)

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Possibilities floated along simultaneously on the current of pleasure, vague and distant. Maybe she had fallen asleep, and she was dreaming? Perhaps the wind had blown open her door, knocking her back, causing her to hit her head and lose consciousness? Or maybe she should have checked the expiration date on that dust-covered can of peaches she’d found before placating her growling belly hours earlier.

Before she could fully analyze the likelihoods of each, those delicious ripples of pleasure ceased. After a moment or two of weightlessness, Tedi somehow found herself on the couch again. Alone. She shook loose the sensual fog that seemed to have descended upon her and called out warily.

“Hello? Who’s there?”

From the far side of the room, a soft hiss was followed by the lighting of a single candle, then another.

“You!” Tedi said when the familiar dark hair and black eyes came into soft focus. She recognized him as the Good Samaritan who had come to her aid along the remote stretch of road only a few nights before.
Kristoff
. The name popped into her mind, sending her heart into flutters even as her body and mind relaxed. It was exactly the same reaction as she’d had then, too. Besides being the poster boy for tall, dark, and handsome, the man had an impeccable sense of timing and some serious skills with a jack.

“Me,” he said in that smooth chocolate voice, the one that had been haunting her dreams for the past few nights. How the man could make one simple word sound like a choir of angels singing was beyond her. She filed that away for later analysis. Much later. She didn’t want to waste a single moment of time thinking about other things when he was right here.

In this very small cabin.

With her and a rumpled bed that suddenly seemed to take up the majority of available space.

Just the two of them.

And a bed.

Heat rose and pooled in intimate, personal places. “What are you doing here?” she blurted out rather breathlessly.

His eyes glittered like black diamonds in the flickering candlelight. “I came to see how you were faring in the storm.”

As if on cue, the storm surged, rattling the shutters with another powerful gust of wind. Tedi barely noticed. She was too fixated on her unexpected guest to worry about what was happening outside. His longish hair was wet and plastered in a silken frame around all those lovely angles. Crystal droplets captured the candlelight like perfect little prisms, mesmerizing in their beauty. Was it possible to be envious of a raindrop?

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The Oracle at Mythic
, releasing October 15
^th, 2016

About the Author

A
bbie Zanders loves to read and write romance in all forms; she is quite obsessive, really. Her ultimate fantasy is to spend all of her free time doing both, preferably in a secluded mountain cabin overlooking a pristine lake, though a private beach on a lush tropical island works, too. Sharing her work with others of similar mind is a dream come true. She promises her readers two things: no cliffhangers, and there will always be a happy ending. Beyond that, you never know...

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