If you missed last week’s Wicked Wednesday, you missed the start of Angel’s story, my persona from LAW. Please note that this is just a fun free read and I hope you have a great time with it. All content is © Dawn Montgomery. Enjoy! Let me know what you think in comments.
Read Part One
Part Two of Angel in the Search for the Star Sapphire
“I don’t take orders well.” His arms crossed and she tried not to drool at stretch of material across his chest.
No amount of sexy could make her leave the ladies of LAW, and if he represented anything from her past, that meant someone was going to try. “You don’t take hints well, either, I noticed. Get out of my shop.” She dropped back on the crawler and slid back under the truck.
In a split second an iron grip wrapped around her ankle and pulled her back out. She glared at the now annoyingly smug face of her would-be proposition slinger.
“I’m not sure if I like the way you’re gripping that wrench.”
“Oh? And how would that be?”
“Like you want to hit me with it.”
She kicked his shin and he jumped back in surprise furiously rubbing his shin where she’d connected. The burn on his cheeks told her his pride had been slapped. “I’m not friendly, sweetheart. Take your sexy ass out of here and go play with someone else more your type.”
He dropped to a crouch and took off his glasses. “I don’t need friendly, Angel. I need you.”
Oooh, that got her motor revved just the tiniest bit. If only he’d say that too her in a much more compromising situation, complete with the wicked smile he sported.
“What are we looking for?”
“Accept the terms and then we’ll talk.”
She laughed. This had gone on long enough. “Ramses, initiate intr–”
His arm blurred in speed and she felt a sharp prick of pain in her neck. Her vision darkened almost instantly and she pawed at her throat. A thin metal object fell into her palm and she stared at it without comprehension.
“Yes, Angel?” The cultured voice of her security system echoed in the room. She needed to…to. What did she need to do, again? Her body fell back. She groaned, wondering why it didn’t hurt to fall.
“You’ll feel a little sleepy now.”
In his arms? How? Her thoughts grew cloudy. His eyes were so beautiful. Beautiful.
“I’ll take you to the hotel where you’ll be briefed.” He touched her face and she turned into it.
Pretty eyes. So tired. I’m so sleepy.
“I didn’t want it to be like this.”
Her eyelids felt so heavy. She closed them for just a second…
Part Three