Free Sweet Evangeline (Moon Magic Book 2) by Sable Hunter Page B

triumph—he knew that the difference between this and all the others he had experienced was simple. This was Evangeline. And the others—he couldn’t even remember their names.
    Even after he had spilled the last drop of his passion, Evangeline continued to love him. Holding him in her hand, she tenderly kissed the side of his spent organ. “Wait here.” She rose and went into her studio and returned with a warm wash cloth and a towel. Back on her knees she tenderly washed and dried him.
    “Thank you, love. That was incredible.” Then he reached for her, intending to return the favor.
    Evangeline intercepted his hands, bringing them to her lips. “No. I want you so much, that I could cry. But I’d really rather wait until we are inside.” She helped him gather his clothes and get redressed.
    “We should have gone back to my place,” he growled.
    “It just gives us something to look forward to next time.” Then she hesitated. “That is, if you still want to get together.”
    “Oh, darlin’, there’s nothing I want more.” He stood up, pulling her into his arms. “What time can I come back tomorrow?”
    “I think tomorrow is already here. And I know you need to get your rest. How about eleven?”
    “I’ll take you out for lunch, then I want a five course banquet—of you. If your company is still here, we’ll escape to my place for awhile.” Holding her close, he let his mouth capture hers. Kissing her was the sweetest thing he had ever done. “God, I want you.”
    “I want you too, Eric. More than you can imagine.” She paused, biting her lip, nervously.  Tonight, if you get home and have a change of heart,” She looked down, unable to meet his eyes.  “I mean, if you don’t show up at eleven tomorrow, I’ll understand.”
    “No way, babe. No way in hell.” He held her close. “There is nothing on this green earth that will keep me away from you.”
    And he meant it. Eric meant every word. He fully intended to return to Evangeline at the exact time he had promised. But when the phone rang at five the next morning, he realized that keeping his word would be impossible. There was a fire, a bad one in a hotel on south I-35. His first thought had been to pick up the phone and call her, but then it hit him that he didn’t have a phone number. In desperation, he tried to look her up in the directory, but there was no listing. Damn! She probably had a cell phone, instead of a land line. He considered swinging by and trying to get her to come to the door, but he knew that he couldn’t take the time. Lives were at stake.
    Sorrow tore at his heart. He knew what she would think. He could still hear her words, ‘If you get home and have a change of heart, I’ll understand…’ Hurting her terrified him. If he didn’t show up at eleven Evangeline would think he had changed his mind. She’d think he didn’t want her.
     
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    “Your mother’s spirit isn’t here, sweetie.” Nanette held Evangeline close. “We don’t understand what’s going on, but whatever is in your house, it isn’t Aimee’s ghost.”
    Evangeline didn’t know whether she was relieved or dismayed. “But what about her voice?”
    “I have no explanation,” Angelique confessed. “All I can tell you is to keep your eyes and ears open and call us if anything odd happens at all.”
    It was a surprise to Evangeline when Nanette announced. “I called Elizabeth this morning and Angelique and I are going to spend some time out at Wildflower Way . That way, we’ll be closer to you and we can collect some herbs to replenish our supply. It will be a nice little vacation.”
    “But what about Philippe?” Evangeline questioned, thinking of Angelique’s boyfriend.
    “He’s going to join us.” Angelique spoke confidently. “He can’t stay away from me that long.”
    Evangeline was glad that they would remain nearby, but right now she wasn’t sorry to see them go. As much as she enjoyed their company, the one she