The Naughty Angel Returns (Naughty Angels In Love)

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smile. He knew he was keeping her sexually rattled, the sneaky stud muffin. She pulled away, trying to get her head back in the game. The clues she'd given the FBI should get results; at least she hoped so. She'd given them everything without dropping Trevor's name, so she hadn't broken the rules, giving her hope for a happy ending. Surely her troubles would be over soon.
    She and Crispin were just finishing their meals when a familiar female voice made Haley go still. Kiera! She turned to see her sister, Kiera, standing at the entrance to the restaurant with her husband and soul mate, Jaden Hawkins. Wistfully gazing at her heavily pregnant and glowing sister, Haley ached to connect with her. But it was impossible, and she knew it. Still, she couldn't help staring at them, glad that the universe's plan for them had worked out so well. Kiera and Jaden were blissfully happy, and she had helped bring them together, acting as matchmaker and sex therapist. Her gaze followed them as they took a seat at a table across the room.
    “Somehow I get the feeling that you haven't heard a word I've been saying,” Crispin said.
    A guilty blush heated her face as Haley looked up at the hunk at her side. Funnily enough he didn't look annoyed that she'd been ignoring him, just amused.
    “Do you know them?” he asked, flicking a glance Kiera and Jaden's way.
    “In another life,” she said wistfully as she gazed back at them. She bit her lip. Why had she blurted that out? It was as if she wanted to get caught. “Actually I've only seen them from afar.” At least in this lifetime.
    “Want an introduction?” Crispin offered. “I know Hawkins and Kiera. He just hasn't seen me yet.”
    She looked up at him, startled. Of course he knew them, because he occasionally wrote for Jaden's father's newspaper. She was dying to talk to her sister, but did she want to risk it? It would hurt when they didn't know her, and it flirted pretty close to breaking the rules. But she couldn't let this opportunity pass her by. She nodded, unable to find the words.
    “Come on, then,” he said, getting up and reaching for her hand. She placed hers in his, feeling a little shaky. When his warm fingers wrapped around hers, she settled down. She could do this; make polite conversation with her sister, get close enough to read their vibes. As they walked toward their table, Kiera and Jaden looked up and smiled at Crispin, then, as afterthoughts, gave Haley polite smiles too. Her heart broke a little. To them, she was a stranger. It was Crispin they were acknowledging, but at least it gave her an excuse to talk to them. Crispin's hand tightened on hers as if he felt her distress. He probably did since they were symbiotically linked now in more ways than he knew.
    “You sure you want to do this?” he asked softly, like he knew they were special to her.
    No, she wasn't sure at all, but she had to do this. “Positive.” She gave his hand a little squeeze to reassure him. He nodded.
    “Long time no see, you two,” Crispin said with a smile. He looked down at Kiera's baby bump. “I see congratulations are in order.”
    “I'm due in six weeks,” Kiera said with a smile. “It's a boy.”
    “Didn't know you had it in you,” he teased Jaden.
    “You ought to try it yourself sometime,” Jaden teased back. “Love and marriage just might make a man of you.”
    Kiera looked up at Crispin, and her smile faltered. “I hear the killer struck again last night. I was always afraid that the suicide confession had been a fraud, but the cops were so fast to say it was him. Are you on the case?”
    Haley's eyes widened when her sister hit on the truth that the alleged copycat was in reality the real killer. She always knew Kiera had good instincts. But she knew that Kiera had no idea that the fiend was Trevor. It hadn't been Haley's decision to keep the truth from her then, and she still couldn't tell her. Shit! This totally sucked.
    “We just came from the FBI,”

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