warmth, with desire, with lust. He took another sip of coffee, not surprised to find it now cold. The ice that flowed in the woman’s veins had chilled his once hot coffee. He’d made love to an angel and now she had morphed into a hellion.
“Are you trying to tell me that you didn’t feel the things I felt?” Raphael inquired, hurt, trying to keep his longing from his voice.
“I wouldn’t know what you felt. I’m not a mind reader.”
He swallowed. He’d hoped in vain, he now realized. She wouldn’t admit that something had changed in the hours they had made love.
“You’re right; you’re not a mind reader, but I thought for sure we had at least ended the war. Like I said, I think we have found a way to not kill each other.” He saw her trying not to smile and pushed on. “Would that be a fair statement?”
“I’ll agree to that,” she answered.
He noticed her embarrassment. “I don’t know about you,” Raphael smiled, “but I would rather we kept it like this than fight.”
“Just sex?”
“Not exactly what I was saying. That’s kind of crude and disrespectful to both of us, don’t you think? Besides, I think it was more than just sex.”
“Look, you’re a cop. I might as well be up front. I hate cops. That’s not going to change. Last night more than likely was a fluke. Probably because we hate each other, it made it more, more…”
“I’d agree if it had been once or twice, but it happened more than a dozen times. Even when I was a horny teenager that never happened.”
He wanted to add he’d never before been to heaven with an angel, that his soul had never joined in the act of making love, but he didn’t. He knew she would lie about her own feeling.
“Why do you hate cops?”
“I have my reasons.”
“People change.”
“I won’t, not about this.”
“I’m more than a cop.”
“That doesn’t matter. You’re a cop and that’s always what I’m going to see.”
“Even when I’m making love to you?”
“You talk as if this is going to become a habit.”
“Isn’t it?”
“I’m not looking for a relationship.”
“Neither am I.”
Angela stared at Rafe, forcing him to return her gaze. “Let’s make sure we both understand what we’re saying so later there will be no misunderstanding. We’re in this only for fun. When it stops being fun, we end it, no hard feelings.”
Raphael lowered his eyes and deliberately let them wander over her body. He was being offered every man’s dream—a fantastic physical relationship with no strings attached. “Can we at least be friends?” he asked.
“I’m not looking for any friends,” she replied.
He couldn’t help staring. “Well, can we stop snipping at each other?”
Angela stared hard into the marble green eyes. “The sex was good. I wouldn’t mind…” She didn’t know what to say. “We’re not going to consider this dating or anything crazy like that. No going out to dinner, no movies, nothing.”
“I got it,” Raphael answered. “We’re not a couple. No going out in public.”
He saw the quick change that came over her. She could give it but taking it appeared to be a bit harder. It seemed his tough-as-nails angel wasn’t as tough as she pretended to be.
“It’s not a very good idea for me to be seen in public in the neighborhood with you anyway. I’m still under investigation. Besides that, I’ve been ordered to stay the hell away from you.”
“So why haven’t you?”
He grinned widely. “Do you really need me to answer that question?”
“Yes.”
“The electrical charge,” he answered. “I had to know why it happened.”
“And do you know why?” Angela asked.
“No,” Raphael nearly whispered. “I have no idea,” he lied. What good would it do to tell her the truth? They were soul mates, two people destined to be together. Only he bet fate hadn’t counted on the fact that neither of them would even like the other.
“I’ve never had a
“Are you trying to tell me that you didn’t feel the things I felt?” Raphael inquired, hurt, trying to keep his longing from his voice.
“I wouldn’t know what you felt. I’m not a mind reader.”
He swallowed. He’d hoped in vain, he now realized. She wouldn’t admit that something had changed in the hours they had made love.
“You’re right; you’re not a mind reader, but I thought for sure we had at least ended the war. Like I said, I think we have found a way to not kill each other.” He saw her trying not to smile and pushed on. “Would that be a fair statement?”
“I’ll agree to that,” she answered.
He noticed her embarrassment. “I don’t know about you,” Raphael smiled, “but I would rather we kept it like this than fight.”
“Just sex?”
“Not exactly what I was saying. That’s kind of crude and disrespectful to both of us, don’t you think? Besides, I think it was more than just sex.”
“Look, you’re a cop. I might as well be up front. I hate cops. That’s not going to change. Last night more than likely was a fluke. Probably because we hate each other, it made it more, more…”
“I’d agree if it had been once or twice, but it happened more than a dozen times. Even when I was a horny teenager that never happened.”
He wanted to add he’d never before been to heaven with an angel, that his soul had never joined in the act of making love, but he didn’t. He knew she would lie about her own feeling.
“Why do you hate cops?”
“I have my reasons.”
“People change.”
“I won’t, not about this.”
“I’m more than a cop.”
“That doesn’t matter. You’re a cop and that’s always what I’m going to see.”
“Even when I’m making love to you?”
“You talk as if this is going to become a habit.”
“Isn’t it?”
“I’m not looking for a relationship.”
“Neither am I.”
Angela stared at Rafe, forcing him to return her gaze. “Let’s make sure we both understand what we’re saying so later there will be no misunderstanding. We’re in this only for fun. When it stops being fun, we end it, no hard feelings.”
Raphael lowered his eyes and deliberately let them wander over her body. He was being offered every man’s dream—a fantastic physical relationship with no strings attached. “Can we at least be friends?” he asked.
“I’m not looking for any friends,” she replied.
He couldn’t help staring. “Well, can we stop snipping at each other?”
Angela stared hard into the marble green eyes. “The sex was good. I wouldn’t mind…” She didn’t know what to say. “We’re not going to consider this dating or anything crazy like that. No going out to dinner, no movies, nothing.”
“I got it,” Raphael answered. “We’re not a couple. No going out in public.”
He saw the quick change that came over her. She could give it but taking it appeared to be a bit harder. It seemed his tough-as-nails angel wasn’t as tough as she pretended to be.
“It’s not a very good idea for me to be seen in public in the neighborhood with you anyway. I’m still under investigation. Besides that, I’ve been ordered to stay the hell away from you.”
“So why haven’t you?”
He grinned widely. “Do you really need me to answer that question?”
“Yes.”
“The electrical charge,” he answered. “I had to know why it happened.”
“And do you know why?” Angela asked.
“No,” Raphael nearly whispered. “I have no idea,” he lied. What good would it do to tell her the truth? They were soul mates, two people destined to be together. Only he bet fate hadn’t counted on the fact that neither of them would even like the other.
“I’ve never had a
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