Page 18 of Forsaken Dream
“Definitely a jerk.” Vaser snickered from next to me.
“That was well deserved.” Angelo spoke again with a crooked grin, and I ignored the demon, my body leaning forward just from the sound of the angel’s voice.
It wasn’t as deep as Tyler’s, and it didn’t have the timbre like Vaser’s, but it was soft and soothing like hearing a lulling lullaby in a silent night. It was dreamy, and it sent butterflies swarming through my lower belly. All hot and bothered, it took me a long time to shake off the hormones that were clouding my judgment, but after I did, I was able to gather my wits about me enough to want to send them on their way. Males were trouble, and these three were more than I was willing to deal with at the moment. Just as I steeled my spine and pretended I couldn’t feel the heated, smoldering looks all three of them had trained on me, the rumble of a truck revving its engine came from the front of the house. I knew that truck, and the idiot who owned it. Leaving the three males behind, I marched to the front yard preparing for a verbal fight.
“Look who’s already awake,” Josh drawled, hopping out of his truck and slamming the door behind him.
“What do you want now, Josh?” Coming to a stop in front of him, I blocked his way to the porch.
“Anything you want to tell me?” His eyebrow cocked when he glanced at the iron skillet still clutched in my fist. If I didn’t put it back in the kitchen soon, it’d fuse itself to my hand.
‘Yes.” I smiled sweetly. “Get the hell off my property.”
“Listen here, you arrogant bitch. You think you’re all tough and smart, but I know everyone in this town. You can’t afford to keep this land longer than a month.” His boy-next-door face twisted in anger, and he stepped closer in an attempt to intimidate me. “I will …” Eyes widening, his body jerked back as if he’d been electrocuted.
“Everything okay, Echo?” Vaser sauntered from around the side of the house.
“I’m almost done with the roof.” Tyler’s boots crunched across the tiles as he crouched on the edge of the roof just above us, his slanted gaze locked on the human.
“The basket is in the back of your truck, Echo. The rest of the apples can be picked tomorrow.” Angelo stepped up next to Vaser, arching an eyebrow at Josh. “And who might you be?”
The human blanched at first, but anger soon had his face turning as red as the apples Angelo had been plucking from the orchard. His blue gaze narrowed on me, and I braced for whatever was about to come spitting from his mouth.
“I would choose your words very carefully before addressing the lady if I were you.” Those softly spoken words came from the roof, and the threat lingering behind them covered my arms in goosebumps, the short hairs at the back of my neck standing at attention.
“She asked you to leave.” Vaser moved closer to where I was blocking Josh from the porch.
“You have five seconds to do as she asked before we make it a hunt.” Out of all three males, I never expected the angel to have the scariest look in his eyes.
A shiver passed through me.
“One,” Tyler murmured from the roof, a menacing grin stretching his lips.
I’d never seen Josh move that fast. He was in his truck and gunning it to the road like the hounds of hell were nipping at his feet. I wasn’t fooling myself by thinking that was the last time I’d see the human. He would be back. And I’d have a bigger mess on my hands when I had to deal with him on my own.
