Publisher's Synopsis
Her name is Evie, and believe me, the connotations of that name are not lost on me.
Before we met, I saw her naked.
I didn't mean to.
I was simply trying to check on her, as I had with many others in the city.
And I definitely shouldn't have taken out my rage on the man that hurt her. There are a lot of things I should have done differently. Do not kill.
Do not give in to earthly temptations.
None of it was easy with her, and I would break all the rules if it meant I could touch her again. I was supposed to be rescuing her, caring for her, and showing her the way to a better life. Not thinking about how soft her skin was or how she would feel under my fingers, my tongue.
How she would taste... These were dangerous thoughts for a man to have.
These thoughts were even more dangerous for an angel to have. I am Zaqiel, and if I am to fall, it will be because of her.
