Removing himself from Eloise’s thoughts was the right thing to do, but there was no way he could wipe away the emotions he now had for her. Only another angel, or God, could do that. Raking his hands through his hair, he tried to think of who to call, but it was just too embarrassing. He decided ...
Humiliated and angry, he clenched his jaw and glared at the archangel. Looking up from his chair, Michael raised a brow. “What’s the matter, Nathaniel? Don’t tell me you’re surprised?” Nathaniel balled his hands into fists. “No, I’m not surprised. I...
He's looks so cute in my dad's pyjamas. The top is undone displaying his wide muscular chest, and the pants, oh my goodness, they're barely staying on his deliciously slim hips. Without thinking, I lick my lips. He must have seen me ogling him because he's gone bright red and he's hitching up his...