Page 18 of Blue Moon

“He’s hot for sure, but I already pissed him off by filming that story of him when he picked me up. And I found out that his commanding officer forced him to take me on the flight today. I’m pretty sure he hates me.”

Kelli exhaled. “Oh no, that’s unfortunate. I’d assumed since he was an Angel, he’d be An Officer and A Gentleman.”

I rolled my eyes. Sometimes Kelli could be so cheesy. I preferred that to her nagging though. “Well, he’s an officer, but not a gentleman. He’s rough around the edges and definitely not what I expected. I wonder what his backstory is.”

“Find out and story it.”

“No. Not doing that again. He’s not into Instagram—he doesn’t even have an account. Can you believe that? But I want to find out more about him for myself. He intrigues me. Did I mention he’s gorgeous?”

“Yes. Kiss his ass so you can get more photos with him. Make sure to get a bunch of pictures at the gala.”

My heart sank. No, I didn’t want to do that. I didn’t want to use him. “I’ll see. Bye.”

Our coffees finally arrived, but there was still no sign of Sawyer. Maybe he’d ditched me.

I took a picture of our drinks then carried them to a small table and sat down. Alone. Like I always was. Only a warm beverage to comfort me.

I pressed the mug to my lips and sipped. The sweet vanilla contrasted with the bitter espresso. The warm liquid calmed my nerves, and the caffeine helped to rein in the headache forming.

I’d been so wrong about Sawyer. Earlier today, he’d looked so respectable in his uniform and in his flight suit. If he hadn’t opened his mouth, I would have assumed he was a well-mannered gentleman by the look of him.

But I was sorely mistaken.

He was nothing but a devil in an Angel’s disguise.