that.”
Looking at the clear determination written across his face, Ellie thought they probably would.
Chapter Seven
When Ellie arrived home the next evening, Peter was sitting on the lounge, a sheaf of papers spread out before him. He was sifting though them, pausing now and then to examine one more closely, occasionally shaking his head at something he read.
Ellie walked up to him, and bent down to give him a kiss. He reached up and pulled her down beside him, making sure the quick peck she had intended became something much more heated, much more time consuming.
When she was able to breathe normally again, she bent forward to look at the documents on the coffee table. “Are these all your papers? Wow. They don’t waste time up there, do they?”
Peter
grinned, “God speed? They certainly came fast enough, considering how much information there is. Why do people on Earth need to be so regulated? Haven’t you ever been told that the devil is in the details?”
“Well, the details are what will get you a job. We need to get online and find out what jobs are on offer.”
Peter
leaned back against the lounge, “I’ve done that.”
“You have?” A little twist of annoyance tightened in Ellie’s chest. “I didn’t realize that an angel would have computer expertise.”
Peter
grinned at her, “Oh, yes. It makes keeping track of things much simpler.”
Ellie ignored him, “Show me the jobs you’ve found. Once we know which ones are suitable, I can help you write out some applications.”
He waved his hand dismissively, “I’ve already done that.”
Ellie tightened her lips, “I don’t think that was wise. You really should have waited for me to tell you what you needed to do.”
“No, I didn’t need to wait. I sent an email, and I already have a reply. I have an interview tomorrow.”
Ellie’s heart thudded in her chest, “Where?” Before he could answer, she felt her adrenaline rising, tightening her chest, sending blood rushing to fill her cheeks with fiery heat, “No. Don’t bother to tell me. It’s none of my business is it? You’ll do what you want to do, where and when you want to do it.”
His eyes narrowed, “Is there a problem?”
“No, of course not. Why should there be a problem? You drop into my life, and start changing it around to suit yourself. You get yourself a job interview, which will almost certainly be successful because I don’t think you have ever failed at anything in your incredibly long life.
“Of course there’s a problem, you rat. You used me. I was just a temporary resting point until you learned your way around, wasn’t I? I bet you thought I was just so easy. You keep talking about how you fell, but I was the one who fell: hook line and sinker. You must have thought I was the most gullible fool on Earth. Well you know what? If that’s your attitude, you can leave now. If you want free board and lodging, you can go scam them from someone else. I’m nobody’s convenience.”
He opened his mouth and Ellie braced herself, but there was no anger in his tone, just a deep, gentle understanding, “You are angry again, Ellie.”
“You bet I’m angry. I have every right to be.”
Peter
shook his head, “This has to stop, Ellie. You have to face the truth. You have to understand.”
“I understand that you’re a...”
He captured her hand in his, “You understand nothing. Not even your own feelings. You are not angry.”
Her chest swelled. Her shoulders lifted. Her words exploded from her, “Don’t you tell me I’m not angry. Don’t you dare try your angel mind-reading mumbo-jumbo on me. Especially when you’re wrong.”
His grip on her hand remained gentle but firm, and no amount of tugging on it succeeded in freeing it, “I admit you feel some anger, but only because you use it to mask your fear.”
“Hah! Fear of what? I told you, I’m not afraid of anything.” Brave words, but Ellie’s voice cracked when she said them. Her
Looking at the clear determination written across his face, Ellie thought they probably would.
Chapter Seven
When Ellie arrived home the next evening, Peter was sitting on the lounge, a sheaf of papers spread out before him. He was sifting though them, pausing now and then to examine one more closely, occasionally shaking his head at something he read.
Ellie walked up to him, and bent down to give him a kiss. He reached up and pulled her down beside him, making sure the quick peck she had intended became something much more heated, much more time consuming.
When she was able to breathe normally again, she bent forward to look at the documents on the coffee table. “Are these all your papers? Wow. They don’t waste time up there, do they?”
Peter
grinned, “God speed? They certainly came fast enough, considering how much information there is. Why do people on Earth need to be so regulated? Haven’t you ever been told that the devil is in the details?”
“Well, the details are what will get you a job. We need to get online and find out what jobs are on offer.”
Peter
leaned back against the lounge, “I’ve done that.”
“You have?” A little twist of annoyance tightened in Ellie’s chest. “I didn’t realize that an angel would have computer expertise.”
Peter
grinned at her, “Oh, yes. It makes keeping track of things much simpler.”
Ellie ignored him, “Show me the jobs you’ve found. Once we know which ones are suitable, I can help you write out some applications.”
He waved his hand dismissively, “I’ve already done that.”
Ellie tightened her lips, “I don’t think that was wise. You really should have waited for me to tell you what you needed to do.”
“No, I didn’t need to wait. I sent an email, and I already have a reply. I have an interview tomorrow.”
Ellie’s heart thudded in her chest, “Where?” Before he could answer, she felt her adrenaline rising, tightening her chest, sending blood rushing to fill her cheeks with fiery heat, “No. Don’t bother to tell me. It’s none of my business is it? You’ll do what you want to do, where and when you want to do it.”
His eyes narrowed, “Is there a problem?”
“No, of course not. Why should there be a problem? You drop into my life, and start changing it around to suit yourself. You get yourself a job interview, which will almost certainly be successful because I don’t think you have ever failed at anything in your incredibly long life.
“Of course there’s a problem, you rat. You used me. I was just a temporary resting point until you learned your way around, wasn’t I? I bet you thought I was just so easy. You keep talking about how you fell, but I was the one who fell: hook line and sinker. You must have thought I was the most gullible fool on Earth. Well you know what? If that’s your attitude, you can leave now. If you want free board and lodging, you can go scam them from someone else. I’m nobody’s convenience.”
He opened his mouth and Ellie braced herself, but there was no anger in his tone, just a deep, gentle understanding, “You are angry again, Ellie.”
“You bet I’m angry. I have every right to be.”
Peter
shook his head, “This has to stop, Ellie. You have to face the truth. You have to understand.”
“I understand that you’re a...”
He captured her hand in his, “You understand nothing. Not even your own feelings. You are not angry.”
Her chest swelled. Her shoulders lifted. Her words exploded from her, “Don’t you tell me I’m not angry. Don’t you dare try your angel mind-reading mumbo-jumbo on me. Especially when you’re wrong.”
His grip on her hand remained gentle but firm, and no amount of tugging on it succeeded in freeing it, “I admit you feel some anger, but only because you use it to mask your fear.”
“Hah! Fear of what? I told you, I’m not afraid of anything.” Brave words, but Ellie’s voice cracked when she said them. Her
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