This book is a short love story about the power of love. It is preceded by Second Time Around but can be read as a standalone. It contains homosexual relationships.
Gabriel is a keeper of souls. He has been watching over them for millenniums. But one soul is different — the first time Gabriel holds it in his hands, he knows it is remarkable. For this soul causes something inexplicable.
Falling for a human isn’t possible; but when that soul grows into Luke Lawson, Gabriel can’t contain his growing feelings. Not knowing where to turn or what to do, Gabriel keeps vigilant over Luke and is surprised repeatedly when Luke knows he’s there.
It isn’t possible. But it’s happening.
As time passes, Gabriel’s feelings for Luke intensify, and Luke’s heart reciprocates. Can love overcome everything?
Can Gabriel truly fall?
Okay, so staying away from Luke was becoming problematic. As I watched him grow, my feelings for him became even stronger. I needed a vacation from my job. There was only one place I knew I could go and be myself. I just hoped Michael wouldn’t be too angry with me. I had officiated their wedding, after all.
I popped into Maverick and Ronin Cruise’s kitchen and plopped down at their kitchen table. A scream left Ronin’s lips and coffee flew everywhere.
“Jesus, Gabriel!” Ronin shouted.
“Nope, not Jesus, just me.” I winked.
“Well, well, if it isn’t my little twink.” Maverick smirked as he made his way to the stove.
“I am not a twink!” I pointed at him.
I guess this is where an explanation would come in handy.
That couple I spoke about? You know, the one where my angel-in-training had fuc — um, screwed up? Yeah, I was looking at them. I had to send Maverick Holliday back to Earth as Maverick Cruise after his unscheduled and untimely death.
I gave them both a genuine smile. I really loved these two. They had found their way back to each other, even though Maverick didn’t remember who he was when I sent him back.
“You’re so pretty!” Maverick sing-songed as he poured himself a cup of tea.
“Not that we’re not happy to see you, Gabriel, but why are you here? We assumed we’d never see you again after the wedding.”
I waved my hand in the air. “You know what they say about assuming.”
“You really have a dirty mouth, don’t you?” Maverick smiled over his shoulder.
“We are not all celestial.” I raised both brows.
Maverick turned around with his tea and studied me.
“Come on, out with it,” he demanded.
I had to smile. I loved how these two didn’t think it was weird to have an angel in their home.
“It’s about my current charge,” I began.
“Are you watching over him or her? Because you know what happens if you take your eyes off them for just a second,” Maverick drawled.
I cocked an eyebrow at him. “I can feel everything he feels, so right now, he’s sleeping and content.” I cocked my head to the side. “And now six years old.”
“He?” Ronin leaned forward with a smile.
“Yes, he,” I said. Both of them were giving me a knowing look. “What?”
“Well, let’s see.” Maverick sat down at the table and regarded me closely. “We haven’t seen you in years and now all of a sudden you pop in on us? Come on, something’s up with you.”
I sighed and peered at them through my lashes.
“I have feelings for my charge,” I mumbled under my breath.
“I’m sorry?” Ronin sat forward and put a hand to his ear. “What was that?”
I exhaled in frustration.
“I have feelings for my charge, okay?”
Maverick joined us and regarded me seriously.
“Is this a new development? Or has this happened before?” he asked.
I shook my head slowly. They both stared, mouths agape in surprise. I fidgeted. I wasn’t used to this much scrutiny — not even from Michael, and that’s saying a lot. It was so quiet I thought they’d stopped breathing.
“Well? Say something!” I blurted out.
“What kind of feelings are we talking about? Do you love him? I mean, he’s six.” Ronin chewed his fingernail in thought.
“I don’t know what love is, remember? I have no idea what that feels like — to love someone so much you’d rather die than be without them.”
“I know what that feels like.” Ronin sighed and took Maverick’s hand.
“Well, how would you feel if your charge died?” Maverick tilted his head.
My head snapped up. “He can’t, I won’t allow it. I haven’t been able to touch him, not really. He knows I’m there, though, and he shouldn’t.”
“You won’t allow it?” Maverick crossed his arms. “Oh, no.”
“What?” I asked.
“Oh, you’ve got it bad, my little twink.”
I glared at Maverick.
“What? You’re blond and pretty.” Maverick grinned. “And kind of small.”
I sighed in frustration.
“So.” Ronin tipped his chair back. “Interesting. Our little angel is in love, Mav.”
“I said I don’t know — ” I began.
“Oh but you do, Gabriel, at least somewhat.” Maverick smiled at me. “You can’t stand to think of anything bad happening to him and you have feelings of some kind. If you’ve never had this happen to you before, I’d wager that it’s love.”
“How am I supposed to do my job if I can’t stop feeling? I’ve tried to stay away, to let him bond with his parents, but it’s hard not being able to touch him and be there all the time. I want to talk to him.”
“Oh, Gabriel,” Ronin sighed.
“I’m fuc — screwed, right?” I looked form Ronin to Maverick.
“Yep,” they answered in unison.