Natural Born Angel (Immortal City 2)

“I couldn’t even if I wanted to. From the moment I saw you in the diner, I haven’t been able to let you go. Not for a moment.”

Maddy slowly nodded, then leaned in towards Jacks, kissing him, then pulling back. Jacks moved in and kissed her, longer this time. Their breaths seemed to intermingle.

Maddy’s pulse began racing, and her eyes deepened.

“Jacks, I’ve been thinking. . .”

“Why are you looking at me that way?” Jacks said. “Maddy, you know I’ve always said there’s more than enough time. I want you to be ready. I can wait.”

Although Maddy could hear Jackson’s words, she could also tell by his breath that he was having a hard time controlling himself.

“What if we don’t have to? Wait, I mean,” Maddy said. As she said the words, a pang flashed through her as every insecurity she’d ever had seemed to parade in front of her brain.

But instead of pondering the anxieties, she just arched her back, and her lips met Jackson’s again as he pressed her against him. Her breaths came hot and shallow, as she felt the definition of the Angel’s strong, lean body under his shirt, against hers. Jackson ran his hands lightly under her shirt and along her Immortal Marks. The marks began to tingle under the sensation of his fingertips. She giggled for a moment.

“That tickles,” Maddy said, pulling back for a second. “In a good way.” Then she drew a sharp breath in as they kissed again. Maddy threaded her hands into Jackson’s hair as the kiss deepened. With the other hand, she unbuttoned Jackson’s dress shirt, then began to tug at the bottom of his undershirt, and he peeled it off. She could feel the almost searing heat coming off the Angel’s chest and torso as it heaved.

Then, trembling, Maddy’s body seemed to simply melt into Jacks’s. There seemed to be no difference between the two of them. Jackson separated his lips from hers and kissed her ear, and she felt his warm breath against her.

Was this how it was going to happen?

Maddy’s pulse raced as every atom in her body started pointing towards one answer: yes.

Pulling back, Maddy met Jackson’s gorgeous blue eyes, which were only inches away from hers. She placed

her hand on his chest and could feel his heart pounding underneath her fingertips.

“Jacks,” Maddy said.

The two slowly lowered down on the couch, until Maddy could feel the full weight of the Angel on her. A buzzing energy coursing through her tingling body, she let Jacks pull her in for another kiss.

After maybe fifteen seconds, Maddy realized what the buzzing was.

Her phone was ringing.

She pulled out of the kiss, her breathing heavy. Maddy’s eyes darted over to her iPhone, which was ringing and vibrating dully across the floor.

“It can wait,” Jackson said, nibbling at her lip.

“You’re probably right,” Maddy said, managing a smile. The phone stopped ringing and went to voicemail.

“See? They can just leave a message,” Jackson said.

Jacks leaned down and lightly kissed her, and soon they were back where they started. Maddy shivered as Jacks ran his hands along her Immortal Marks again. It was almost too much.

Suddenly the phone began ringing again. Its insistent buzz broke Jacks and Maddy away one more time.

“Maybe it’s important,” Maddy said, anxiously casting her eyes over to the phone again. She propped herself up from the couch with one elbow and pushed her tousled hair behind her ear.

Jackson sighed. “If it’s really important, they’ll just leave a message and you can call them back. You’re Maddy Montgomery. Whoever it is needs to cater to your schedule.” The phone stopped ringing again. But then came the alert that told her there was a text message. And another.

The word schedule triggered something in Maddy’s mind. She looked at the clock hanging above the sink.

“Oh no,” Maddy said.

The phone began ringing again, its sound at this point almost deafening in her ears.

“What?” Jacks himself now sat up.