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Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 23Part 23
The more I hold off telling him, the harder this will be. Probably best to tell him now than drag it out further...
A reporter that may or may not try to report on what he learns. Nathan rubbed his hand across his face. "May as well tell him. And emphasize that he's not to tell anyone else. I think it would be much harder to try to dance around the subject, and for all we know, the break-in might have been Sin related." He frowned. "We've already established that associating with me makes you a prime target for their antics."
"Wonder how I've dodged that bullet," Enya mumbled, then put the phone to her ear again. "Still there? Okay, just hang tight, Scott. I'll be over in a few minutes." She hung up and slipped the phone into her back pocket while she started towards the door to get her coat. Nathan followed after.
"I'll ride with you," he said. "I can at least start getting him up to speed on the way back. With luck, he won't think I've gone completely insane."
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 22Part 22
I don't understand...
"So..." Nathan said slowly, trying to gather his thoughts together. "Can anyone explain to me why this is a bad thing? I mean, okay, I get that it's worrisome if the barrier that's keeping the Sins here is weakened, and it was pretty mean for him to attack Alton like that, but isn't having another angel around a good thing?" He looked over at Gabriel. "You said he's an angel of death too; doesn't it make sense to let him take the helm for that while you act as my guardian? If my encounter with the Sins in that old warehouse is any indication, I don't think they're very concerned with keeping me alive."
"If it were any other angel, I might agree with you," Gabriel said quietly. "Unfortunately, Raphael is possibly the worst angel that could have come here."
Alton nodded in agreement, removing his glasses to clean them on his shirt. "He has some history with all of us in one way or another, and the only one whose connection to him
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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