Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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I've never done anything like this. I have every reason in the world to be a little scared. And yet I don't regret anything because, as Angel drives serenely, and I watch him out of the corner of my eye, I smile. I wouldn't like to imagine for a second someone else in my place, looking at him, touching him. I think at this point I would die because all that keeps me hopeful at this point is knowing that no matter what I say, no matter what I do, there will always be someone to believe in me. My angel will always be there to watch over me. He promised me that.
So I don't worry any more than that and start to really enjoy the ride. For once I have a driver worthy of the name and not Charly who spends his time making the history of my catastrophic love conquests.
"You're not cold? If you want I can turn on the heat."
"No, I'm fine."
But he still needs to check, so he stares my eyes. I almost shiver but I hold on because if I flinch, he'll think I'm lying.
"It's okay, when you're here."
He slips his fingers between mine and I squeeze his hand as if my life depended on it. And that's not so wrong. Now that I've opened up and offered myself to him, I'm vulnerable. Even though it terrifies me, I hold on because I need this man. It's heavy to feel his perfume filling me up, his lips kissing me and his little smile...I'm simply spellbound. And the worst thing about it is that I don't even struggle. No. Instead, I'd rather play every unimaginable game on his phone, empty his gum pack and steal kisses.
"You're playing a dangerous game," he threatens me.
But it amuses me. I've waited a long time to be with a man who knows how to take care of me. And even though the urge to self-sabotage is very tempting, I don't do it because I don't want it to end. Besides, I don't feel like it would be enough to make him run away. No, my Angel is way too stubborn for that.
"I like to see you smile," he tosses as he strokes my cheek.
And it's enough to make me blush. But he's right. I like to see myself smile too.
When we get to the college, I almost have to threaten him to pull into the parking lot.
"Are you ashamed of me, princess?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
His glare makes me lower my voice.
"It's just that we don't need the whole college to see us together. You could lose your job and I could lose my place."
I mean it. That's the worst that could happen.
"You're right," he agreed as we get out of the car.
"Fine."
But once I get out, he grabs my arm and pulls me against him.
