Finding You by S. K. Hartley Page A

choose for me. Loud, ugly sobs burst from my mouth as I remembered Logan’s touch against my cheek, the way he said my name and the way his lips felt against my skin.
    I had to calm down, my thoughts had been so consumed over Logan for the past couple of days that it was making me dizzy. Then there was Angel who was so intense, so sexy and so domineering that I couldn’t help but submit to his commands, his kisses, his eyes.
    Sitting up on the bed I mentally kicked myself for letting Logan treat me like one of his whores, picking me up only to let me crash right back down. I needed to stop thinking about Logan and move on. He wasn’t mine and was certainly never going to be either, no matter how much I wanted him to be.
    Taking a deep breath, I wiped away the tears before getting up from my bed. Making my way over to the closet, I tried to find something to wear. Angel hadn’t said anything about where we were going, I was excited but nervous. Would I be able to shut off my Logan-filled feelings for just one night? I could only hope. I was sick of him constantly taking over my thoughts.
    It was time to take some control.
    After a ridiculous amount of dress changes, I finally decided on a simple LBD with a sweetheart neckline, resting perfectly just above the knee. It was one of Low’s. Normally I would dress in jeans and a concert tee, but tonight I wanted to look good for Angel. Pairing it with some sexy, fire-engine red heels and a small amount of makeup, I left my hair free to spill against my shoulders.
    I was just re-applying a coat of gloss to my lips when I heard a knock at the door, butterflies soared in my stomach from the knowledge of there being one very hot specimen of a man on the other side of it. Angel was uniquely beautiful, with a chiseled jaw giving him a rough, sexy edge. Coupled with his piercing eyes, he was the bad boy of every woman’s wet dreams.
    Opening the door, my eyes suddenly traveled the length of Angel’s hot body, my jaw instantly hitting the damn floor. The Adonis that was Angel Walker stood in front of me, dressed in black slacks and a dark blue button down shirt. Leaning his arm against the door frame, he looked damn edible. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Angel was no doubt stunningly handsome, but right now it was his eyes that were making me squirm, they were boundless. Standing in the dull light they looked like Tanzanite, a passionate mixture of deep blue and striking violet – they really were a rare gem.
    “Hi, beautiful.” He said in a slow, sexy whisper.
    Damn this man could knock me off my feet with just a simple ‘hi.’
    I swiftly snapped shut my gaping mouth as I willed my brain to help me out, come on brain I know you are in there!
    “I, um. Hi.” Smooth brain, real smooth!
    I could already picture the ‘do not disturb’ sign being hung in my mind, normal brain function was clearly not happening tonight.
    Angel chuckled softly, clearly amused by my stumbling, making me blush a perfect crimson.
    When it came to this man, I was a stumbling mess.
    I suddenly sucked in a breath as Angel’s hand landed on my waist, pulling me flush against his hard, strong body. I reached out, placing my hands on his unbelievably toned pecks, oh god. Angel’s other hand quickly wrapped around the base of my neck as he lowered his lips to my ear, making me pant with anticipation.
    “You look so fucking beautiful right now. I have to have a taste.” He growled before taking my ear lobe between his teeth, pulling out a moan from deep inside me. His tongue gently tasted my skin as he made a trail of kisses from my ear, over my jaw and finally landing on the corner of my mouth. Cool air replaced his mouth as he started to pull away, my body humming and telling me I wanted more. So much more.
    My arms flew around his neck as I pulled him back against my body, a salacious gleam appearing in his eyes as I trailed my tongue across his bottom lip.
    “So damn sinful.” I whispered