short cropped
hair framed her perfect petite face. And Alexi wasn’t shy...at
all.
Gabby dipped under the water and slammed head first
into the platform. Strong arms slinked around her waist, hoisting
her up out of the water and onto the platform. Coughing up water,
she opened her eyes to Pat. He had one foot on the stairs to the
platform, the other on his WaveRunner.
“That was fast,” he said, tying off his watercraft
and hopping onto the platform.
Lying on her back, the sun blinding her and
silhouetting his frame, she struggled to breathe and closed her
eyes, hearing him sit beside her.
“You’re lucky you didn’t break skin, but you’ll
probably get a nasty lump.” He swiped her bangs from her forehead
where the pain flared. The small touch of his fingers against her
skin sent tiny shivers under her flesh.
“Thanks,” she managed and sat up. She looked out to
the docks where Jake mounted a WaveRunner. Alexi followed behind
him, and just as Jake made his way on one, she jumped behind it,
clasping her hands around his waist, leaning into him. Gabby
wondered how it would feel to touch him. Not to be cursed with
visions and impressions of his future or past. To be normal.
“Hey, you okay?” Pat asked. He followed her gaze.
“Aw, don’t worry about it. You know Alexi.”
Gabby scowled. “I do know Alexi, Pat.” She spat out
his name as if it were venom. “She leeches on to anything with a
pair of balls.”
Pat let out a sincere laugh that forced a smile to
her own lips. Was she jealous?
“Let’s give ‘em a run for their money,” Pat said
with a mischievous grin that lit his handsome face.
Pat wore his hair short with a few deliberate
strands falling around his hard features. His blue eyes seemed to
always glint under the sun, and his smile lit up his whole face.
With a tan, abs to die for, and a careless attitude that didn’t
include thinking about consequences, he lived for the now. The next
second or the next year didn’t really matter as he had all the time
in the world to figure it out later.
It was what had drawn Gabby in, the false sense that
he could make her normal, liked, the way so many people liked him.
People seemed to gravitate toward him just to be a shadow in his
light. It may have something to do with the fact that Pat was one
of the Fallen—once an angel, now something else. Gabby had trusted
him until he tried too hard to get into her pants and all hell
broke loose.
Gabby pulled into herself again. A warning blasted
through her to stay put.
Pat sensed it and cocked a brow. “Gabby, how many
times do I have to apologize?”
Before she could pull away, he cupped her hand in
his. They were soft, marred only with a circular scar on his palm.
She sensed nothing. No impression from him and it felt good. She
broke from his intense, blue eyes to Jake, who was staring at her,
his brow drawn together, his lips a tight line as he and Alexi
coasted toward the platform. Alexi leaned over and whispered
something in his ear. With a grin, he maneuvered the WaveRunner
further out into the lake, bypassing the platform, and Gabby,
completely.
So much for the pick-up, Gabby thought and returned
her gaze to Pat. “Okay,” she said. She didn’t want to let Jake go
just yet.
Pat led her to his WaveRunner and she straddled it,
holding onto him tightly. He jetted toward Jake and Alexi, moving
fast. Water sprayed all around her and the wind rushed by, making
her eyes water. She found herself looking for Jake, who managed to
maintain a good lead. In their wake, the craft bounced hard against
the waves. Pat lifted himself off the seat as the WaveRunner
bounced up, soaring high. Gabby saw blue sky before crashing into
the water, hard. The impact took the breath out of her, and she
kicked up to the surface. The hard waves brought her down again,
and she felt as if her lungs were going to
hair framed her perfect petite face. And Alexi wasn’t shy...at
all.
Gabby dipped under the water and slammed head first
into the platform. Strong arms slinked around her waist, hoisting
her up out of the water and onto the platform. Coughing up water,
she opened her eyes to Pat. He had one foot on the stairs to the
platform, the other on his WaveRunner.
“That was fast,” he said, tying off his watercraft
and hopping onto the platform.
Lying on her back, the sun blinding her and
silhouetting his frame, she struggled to breathe and closed her
eyes, hearing him sit beside her.
“You’re lucky you didn’t break skin, but you’ll
probably get a nasty lump.” He swiped her bangs from her forehead
where the pain flared. The small touch of his fingers against her
skin sent tiny shivers under her flesh.
“Thanks,” she managed and sat up. She looked out to
the docks where Jake mounted a WaveRunner. Alexi followed behind
him, and just as Jake made his way on one, she jumped behind it,
clasping her hands around his waist, leaning into him. Gabby
wondered how it would feel to touch him. Not to be cursed with
visions and impressions of his future or past. To be normal.
“Hey, you okay?” Pat asked. He followed her gaze.
“Aw, don’t worry about it. You know Alexi.”
Gabby scowled. “I do know Alexi, Pat.” She spat out
his name as if it were venom. “She leeches on to anything with a
pair of balls.”
Pat let out a sincere laugh that forced a smile to
her own lips. Was she jealous?
“Let’s give ‘em a run for their money,” Pat said
with a mischievous grin that lit his handsome face.
Pat wore his hair short with a few deliberate
strands falling around his hard features. His blue eyes seemed to
always glint under the sun, and his smile lit up his whole face.
With a tan, abs to die for, and a careless attitude that didn’t
include thinking about consequences, he lived for the now. The next
second or the next year didn’t really matter as he had all the time
in the world to figure it out later.
It was what had drawn Gabby in, the false sense that
he could make her normal, liked, the way so many people liked him.
People seemed to gravitate toward him just to be a shadow in his
light. It may have something to do with the fact that Pat was one
of the Fallen—once an angel, now something else. Gabby had trusted
him until he tried too hard to get into her pants and all hell
broke loose.
Gabby pulled into herself again. A warning blasted
through her to stay put.
Pat sensed it and cocked a brow. “Gabby, how many
times do I have to apologize?”
Before she could pull away, he cupped her hand in
his. They were soft, marred only with a circular scar on his palm.
She sensed nothing. No impression from him and it felt good. She
broke from his intense, blue eyes to Jake, who was staring at her,
his brow drawn together, his lips a tight line as he and Alexi
coasted toward the platform. Alexi leaned over and whispered
something in his ear. With a grin, he maneuvered the WaveRunner
further out into the lake, bypassing the platform, and Gabby,
completely.
So much for the pick-up, Gabby thought and returned
her gaze to Pat. “Okay,” she said. She didn’t want to let Jake go
just yet.
Pat led her to his WaveRunner and she straddled it,
holding onto him tightly. He jetted toward Jake and Alexi, moving
fast. Water sprayed all around her and the wind rushed by, making
her eyes water. She found herself looking for Jake, who managed to
maintain a good lead. In their wake, the craft bounced hard against
the waves. Pat lifted himself off the seat as the WaveRunner
bounced up, soaring high. Gabby saw blue sky before crashing into
the water, hard. The impact took the breath out of her, and she
kicked up to the surface. The hard waves brought her down again,
and she felt as if her lungs were going to
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