No longer one of the Watchers, he didn’t need to explain his motives. No doubt wondering what held him captive. Gideon had caught up to him and stood beside him now. Why she’d chosen to wear it like a calling card. The scent wafted off of the female and he must know why it drew him. “It’s her.” His voice came out in a hoarse whisper even he didn’t recognize. The cloth flowed over her skin as if they’d been tailored to the way she moved, flattering all her curves. The jeans and T-shirt were nothing special, but she might as well have been clothed in fine threads befitting royalty. She wore it back away from her face with one of those clippy things he’d seen so many females wear when the weather turned warm, but the majority of the length cascaded down her back in waves of sunshine. The female’s locks were a warm color kissed by the sun, making the strands a light reddish blonde. Then his gaze focused on the female standing beside him, perhaps the boy’s mother. He was a human male with light hair, a towhead as human’s would call the shade that looked like moonlight. His gaze landed first on a boy who was about nine or ten years old. One quick sweep, told him only two humans were in there. Dryers lined against two walls and the washers were down the middle of the room, eight in all, four in a row lined back to back.
The white walls of the Laundromat made the place look large and clean. The scent couldn’t be laundry detergent, could it? If so, he wanted a bottle or two to take home. “Dear Lord.” The fragrance came from within the Laundromat. He inhaled again and his body shuddered with pleasure, his pulse quickening at the sensation that swamped his body. Lucca had passed by the shops of the strip mall, halting in front of the Laundromat. It's a race against time to find out who will end up with his soul. Only Juliet Romeo has a secret that will bring the wrath of Heaven down upon their heads. To make his life more complicated, he fears he found his soul mate in a human female. His estrange father resurfaces after centuries of being absent and he's brought a friend from Hell. Angels and demons demand he do their bidding. He'll either learn to respect his human side of existence or live out eternity trying.
Banished for crimes against one of his fellow brethren, the elders bind his glamour and wings, casting him to the human's realm. Lucca Marlowe is half human, half angel, one of the Nephilim.
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