The Archangel (MAYFAIR UNIVERSITY) by K.G. Reuss EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“I HAVE two large twisty cones, two medium twisted sundaes, and one
small twisted cherry ice. That will be twenty-two even,” I said, looking up
at the customer from my register.
“That’s a bit expensive.” She frowned and slid her card through the
machine.
“It’s worth it. Trust me,” I said, winking at her. “Everything here is.”
Her cheeks flushed pink, and she offered me a shy smile.
“You’re cute.” She tucked her card back into her wallet.
“So are you.”
Her smile widened. “I’m actually babysitting. The kids wanted sweet
treats and wouldn’t leave me alone until I agreed to come here.”
“Well, I’m incredibly glad you’re easily swayed.” I raked my gaze up
and down her body. I was being a total douche, but the day had been a long
one, and I was bored. It was nearing the end of my shift, and all I really
wanted to do was go home and work on a new song that had been banging
around in my head all day. It was getting to the point where I was ready to
tear my hair out in frustration. I had several napkins I’d scribbled music and
lyrics on tucked into my uniform pants, and they were itching to be brought
to life.
“How old are you?” she asked as I went about making her order. The
kids she was babysitting played in the play area, two of them a little too old
to be in the slides but fuck it. If they got stuck, I’d spatula their asses out.
Wouldn’t be the first time I had to rescue a kid from the tube of terror. At
least, that’s how I referred to the long neon green tube slide in the place.
“Sixteen,” I answered, placing a cherry atop one of the sundaes. “You?”
“Nineteen.” She wrinkled her nose, her brown eyes dragging over my
body. “I’m Rachel. You don’t look sixteen.”
I chuckled and placed the sundaes on a tray. “I hear that a lot, and I’m
Anson.”
“You’re, like, really tall. And. . . and muscular. You work out a lot?”
“I do.” I placed the twisty cones in their holder and added them to the
tray. “Martial arts. Gym. All that fun stuff.”
Her eyes lit up. “Where do you train?”
“I go to the Samson Center for Marital Arts Training, up on 29th.”
She bit her bottom lip. “What do you do there?”
“Krav Maga and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Why? You need a sparring
partner?” I eyed her right back.
She giggled, her cheeks red again. “Maybe. I’ve never done any of it
before. Is it hard?”
I nodded, becoming serious. “It’s not easy. It’s a lot of discipline and
training.”
“How long have you been doing it?”
“Years,” I said. “My mom started me, my little brother, and sister on it
when we were old enough to walk, it seems like. It was always important to
her that we be able to defend ourselves.”
“Your mom sounds really cool.”
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