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“Oh, yeah. I was just checking to see if I could pull off a couple of snatch and grabs, but I was always gonna give the goods back. Besides, the type of folk who can afford to gamble in here… it’s not like they need it.”
She had a point.
Still.
“You can’t expect me to believe that. The whole ‘giving the stolen property back’ part, I mean.”
Her smirk turned into a grin. “Nah. Just hoping if I said so, you’d be more lenient with me.”
Sam took a few pointed steps closer to her before leaning down, putting them closer in height. “Here’s a hint for next time. You’re human, so you probably wouldn’t know… but angels? We can sense when someone is lying.”
Her green eyes sparkled. “Next time?”
He fought back the urge to laugh. Oh, she was cute. His soulmate was adorable.
And, just like he thought before, she was trouble.
When he gestured for her to move closer to him, she did. Stepping aside, he left a path toward the front door.
Even though she was his soulmate, if he didn’t innately sense that she was good deep down, he never would’ve done what he did next. He was a self-proclaimed guardian angel, but he was also responsible for the House of Sin.
And Raze—who spent the last few millennia purposely avoiding finding his soulmate—would never understand why he felt the urge to let her go. But if he could explain that she wasn’t a threat to them, his brother wouldn’t be too pissed.
Sam would get the vampire to back off; if he didn’t, he’d get payback for the way the vampire marked Polly, whether he thought he had the right or not. He’d get his soulmate to promise not to use House of Sin for “practice” again. And then he’d do everything he could to find a way to claim her without using his status as one of the royal angels to lure her closer.
Just… not now. Not when the power imbalance was even more skewed than it was.
To his surprise, though, she didn’t make an immediate escape. Instead, Polly turned into him.
She poked him in the chest with her finger before slowly, slowly drawing it up. Sam just about stopped breathing as the heat of her fingertip scalded him through his button-down shirt before she tilted his chin with enough pressure to leave him feeling burned.
“You got a reason for letting me go, handsome?”
She had admitted the truth to him. It was only fair that he did the same.
“Yes.”
“Oh. You gonna tell me?”
He grinned, letting just enough of his celestial aura out from behind his impressive wards to caress her in return. He couldn’t help himself, and when she returned his grin, Sam felt an emotion he hadn’t known in so damn long.
Hope.
“If I did that, then there wouldn’t be a next time, would there?”
