Earthbound Angels Part 1 by Sweet and Special Books
Authors: Sweet and Special Books
Tags: Fiction
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being Holli’s friend also made her feel relieved that she had someone now to really be like a sister to. She had wanted something like this for a long time, and she was grateful that it seemed the heavens had finally granted her prayer.
Thinking about all of it also brought a stray thought to her mind.
She idly wondered if Simon Draco might be joining them for dinner.
Chapter Three
DREAMA'S HEART THUDDED just a bit harder and beat a bit faster as she thought of the handsome Simon. But he did not even see her as a woman. Oh, if only he did not see her as Raven’s younger sister… maybe?
Even though she knew that she would never have a chance with him, she still couldn’t help the way she felt about him.
She sighed heavily. If she could find a man that could even compare to someone like Simon, this wouldn’t be so difficult. Most of the times that she thought about him, her body reacted like a teenager who was going to pass by her crush in the corridor – each and every time. For a woman her age, this was really a bit aggravating. She shouldn’t be feeling like this anymore. She should have moved on a long time ago from behavior like this – especially after what career she had chosen to study! One would think she would have found a way to cure this infatuation a long time ago.
She sighed again, and this time, she also shook her head.
At any rate, she had some things to take care of if she was going to make it to dinner. With that, she gathered her purse and briefcase and locked her office door.
Waving to Noah as she went out, she knew that he had already re-scheduled those last two appointments. That’s just how efficient this man was.
Maybe it was time to give him another raise.
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SIMON LOOKED ACROSS his massive desk at the young man seated there.
He had known that he was going to help Andrew Martin from the second they had shaken hands. That little current that ran through him when someone was innocent had alerted him that Andrew was, indeed, telling the truth with his version of events.
But he had to go through the motions. Part of being successful as a human being was to act as clueless and normal as them. He had perfected this trick after practicing it for so many years.
Besides, he had to hear the full story so that he would know how to proceed and where to look for the evidence that would clear Andrew.
“So you’re saying that you were never at Ms. Stevens’ home on the evening of November 24th,” Simon said. “Is that right?”
“Yes, Mr. Draco,” a very nervous but earnest Andrew replied. “I was at home and I was passed out.” He frowned. “That’s another thing – I know I only had a couple of beers with my buddy Jake. We were at my house watching the game. After I had my second beer, I started to feel kind of weird, and then there was just nothing. When I woke up, it was like 7 o’clock the next morning, I was still lying on my couch with an afghan over me. I guess Jake covered me with it and turned off the television before he left, whenever that was.”
“I see,” Simon replied. The wheels were already turning in his head. He had a feeling that Andrew’s good “buddy” Jake knew quite a lot about what had happened to Pamela Stevens on that fateful night. He just needed the evidence that would prove his hunch was right.
Pamela was Andrew’s ex-girlfriend and he had been having trouble moving on from her. He genuinely loved her, even though the relationship had not worked out, and it had been very painful for him to let go of her.
So the breakup had been very hard on Andrew. He freely admitted that. He also had, admittedly, shown up at her house on more than one occasion following the breakup in an extremely intoxicated state, and loudly begged her to come back to him. But he had never been threatening and had only served to embarrass himself as well as Pamela. Sadly, she had moved on and simply felt bad that Andrew couldn’t do the same.
Yet, on the night of
Thinking about all of it also brought a stray thought to her mind.
She idly wondered if Simon Draco might be joining them for dinner.
Chapter Three
DREAMA'S HEART THUDDED just a bit harder and beat a bit faster as she thought of the handsome Simon. But he did not even see her as a woman. Oh, if only he did not see her as Raven’s younger sister… maybe?
Even though she knew that she would never have a chance with him, she still couldn’t help the way she felt about him.
She sighed heavily. If she could find a man that could even compare to someone like Simon, this wouldn’t be so difficult. Most of the times that she thought about him, her body reacted like a teenager who was going to pass by her crush in the corridor – each and every time. For a woman her age, this was really a bit aggravating. She shouldn’t be feeling like this anymore. She should have moved on a long time ago from behavior like this – especially after what career she had chosen to study! One would think she would have found a way to cure this infatuation a long time ago.
She sighed again, and this time, she also shook her head.
At any rate, she had some things to take care of if she was going to make it to dinner. With that, she gathered her purse and briefcase and locked her office door.
Waving to Noah as she went out, she knew that he had already re-scheduled those last two appointments. That’s just how efficient this man was.
Maybe it was time to give him another raise.
----
SIMON LOOKED ACROSS his massive desk at the young man seated there.
He had known that he was going to help Andrew Martin from the second they had shaken hands. That little current that ran through him when someone was innocent had alerted him that Andrew was, indeed, telling the truth with his version of events.
But he had to go through the motions. Part of being successful as a human being was to act as clueless and normal as them. He had perfected this trick after practicing it for so many years.
Besides, he had to hear the full story so that he would know how to proceed and where to look for the evidence that would clear Andrew.
“So you’re saying that you were never at Ms. Stevens’ home on the evening of November 24th,” Simon said. “Is that right?”
“Yes, Mr. Draco,” a very nervous but earnest Andrew replied. “I was at home and I was passed out.” He frowned. “That’s another thing – I know I only had a couple of beers with my buddy Jake. We were at my house watching the game. After I had my second beer, I started to feel kind of weird, and then there was just nothing. When I woke up, it was like 7 o’clock the next morning, I was still lying on my couch with an afghan over me. I guess Jake covered me with it and turned off the television before he left, whenever that was.”
“I see,” Simon replied. The wheels were already turning in his head. He had a feeling that Andrew’s good “buddy” Jake knew quite a lot about what had happened to Pamela Stevens on that fateful night. He just needed the evidence that would prove his hunch was right.
Pamela was Andrew’s ex-girlfriend and he had been having trouble moving on from her. He genuinely loved her, even though the relationship had not worked out, and it had been very painful for him to let go of her.
So the breakup had been very hard on Andrew. He freely admitted that. He also had, admittedly, shown up at her house on more than one occasion following the breakup in an extremely intoxicated state, and loudly begged her to come back to him. But he had never been threatening and had only served to embarrass himself as well as Pamela. Sadly, she had moved on and simply felt bad that Andrew couldn’t do the same.
Yet, on the night of
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