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carried a load of regret on our hearts. I just didn’t know if his regret was for losing me or losing everything else. The only thing I knew for sure was that he fooled me, and I would never let that happen again.
    Somewhere in the back of my head, there was also a little doubt where Colton was concerned. Had there been signs that he was falling? If I had been paying better attention, could I have saved him? Did I fail him? I have never failed at anything, but my lover, my friend, my partner was going corrupt, and I hadn’t had a clue.
    There were signs, a lot of them, but I thought they were signs of him falling out of love with me, not falling from Heaven .
    Somehow, I got the feeling that I failed him as much as he failed me. My eyes must have betrayed the doubt and guilt I was secretly holding. Colton slowly stood up and walked to the bar area where I was standing. I turned my back to him as he walked up behind me, but he put his hands around my waist. My heart was racing. I tried to walk away, but he gently turned me around so that we were face-to-face. I silently scolded myself for noticing the details of his lips. I remembered the feel of those lips against mine; so soft, like kissing butterfly wings and yet they could be oh-so-fierce when the moment called for it. The feel of his hands against my skin made my breath catch and I shivered with pleasure. No matter how my mind or heart felt, it seemed that my body still craved his touch.
    As he turned me to face him, his fingertips delicately traced along the scars on my back. I hadn’t realized I’d closed my eyes until I felt his kiss on the tender skin of my neck. I shuddered at the feel of his warm breath against my throat. I had the sudden urge to rip off his shirt, to run my teeth along his chiseled chest.
    Don’t give in, don’t give in . . .
    He lifted me onto the bar and my legs tightened around his waist automatically.
    Oh God, yes . . .
    My head swung back, overcome by desire as Colton’s hot moist lips worked their magic all over my neck and my blood-soaked chest. His mouth found mine and our tongues met in feverish longing as we tried to consume one another. I felt the hard length of him against me, and a small moan escaped from my mouth. That was it; I could not hold back any longer. I ripped his shirt off, ready to take him. I could feel things below tightening with the need to have him inside me. Colton’s mouth began to work even more fiercely against my body, as if he could sense my need.
    I was ready for him to satisfy the craving my body had ached for ever since he was cast from Heaven. He was still the only one I had ever been intimate with, the only one I ever wanted, and after he fell, I’d known I would never again feel the way I felt with him.
    It was that thought that brought me back to my senses.
    He ripped my heart out .
    In a matter of moments, he had destroyed every happy memory I had ever known. He’d left me jaded, and I would never recover. I shoved him off me abruptly and attempted to look pissed off instead of hurt, but sure I was failing miserably. He did not fight my rejection but instead accepted it with grace. I saw the recognition in his tortured eyes that he knew how much he hurt me, broke me, and would never again get back what he lost.
    It was quiet for a moment while we both regained our composure and our heavy breathing slowed. “I failed you, my Beauty,” he said, as his hands rested on the bar countertop on both sides of me.
    I don’t think I’ve ever felt as vulnerable as I did in that moment. I made it a point not to express weakness to anyone, but as he said my Beauty , I could not stop the single silent tear from falling. When he was still an angel and we were alone, Colton always called me my Beauty .
    “Please let go of any sorrow, guilt, or self-doubt you carry over me, because you could not have saved me. I didn’t realize I was even falling until it was too late, but ever since I was cast out I have