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Heaven Sent
Book: Heaven Sent Read Online Free
Author: Hilary Storm
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behind her makes it an
    even better shot. I know this picture will
    be a favorite of mine for a long time to
    come.

    She falls asleep very quickly and I
    begin to wish I had brought my bags with
    me. I want to wake up next to her in the
    morning. I know myself, and I won’t
    have time in the morning to get my bags
    from the house.
    I slip out of bed and pull on my
    clothes. If I hurry home and get back,
    she will never know that I left. Then I
    can wake up next to her.
    This is new for me. I never stick
    around for morning. I usually have no
    desire to see the morning after look that I
    leave behind.
    I grab her key off the bar and lock
    the door. I hurry to the house and I’m not
    surprised to see that we have guests. I
    head straight for my room and grab my
    bags. I’m busy packing the last few
    things when I turn to see Eaven in my
    doorway.
    “Where is Ivy?” She asks me
    smiling.
    “At your apartment.”
    “What are you doing, Taron?”
    “I’m grabbing my bags for the
    tour.”
    “You know what I mean. I am not
    talking about what you’re doing right
    now. I want to know what you plan to
    do with Ivy.”
    “I plan to see where life takes us.
    I plan to enjoy the fuck out of your friend
    and I mean that literally.”
    “You are a pig, Taron. Good
    god!”
    “Well you asked!”
    “Just remember….”
    I interrupt her because I can’t take
    anymore of this, “I fucking know. Hurt
    her and I will die. Have you ever
    stopped to think that she might have all
    of the power to do the hurting?”
    This seems to shut her up.
    “Why aren’t you giving my brother
    his going away present anyway? You
    should be worried about that.”
    “Who’s to say that I haven’t
    already?” She has really come around
    since I met her. I used to enjoy making
    her blush. There are a few times she
    finally snapped and gave it right back to
    me, but nothing like Ivy. She has never
    blushed or been embarrassed at anything
    I say.
    “Well, go give him another gift.
    I’m going back to your apartment for the
    night.” I turn to grab the remainder of
    my bathroom items and to miss whatever
    look Eaven is going to give me. I know
    she means well, but shit. Give a guy a
    chance.
    “Ok. I will see you in Dallas.
    Talon wants me to meet up with him
    there since you have a two-day break
    right after. I will make Ivy come with
    me. Eighteen days and counting!”
    This gives me hope. I have a
    scheduled date to look forward to seeing
    Ivy again. I know she will travel with
    Eaven.

    ~Three~
    Ivy

    I wake to the feeling of being
    watched. I search the room for Taron,
    only to see Dylan watching me from a
    chair in the corner of the room. I’m still
    naked from earlier and I have kicked the
    covers off. I quickly grab the sheet to
    cover my body as much as possible.
    “Now you fucking worry about
    being seen.” I pull my body up to the
    headboard and tuck my legs up to my
    chest. He looks angry.
    I try to remember where my cell
    phone is. My jeans. Where did those
    go? Bathroom, crap!
    “What are you talking about?” I
    try to sound sincere, but I’m pissed.
    “I saw you fucking him in the
    parking lot. Jesus. Aren’t you just the
    town slut?”
    “You have no say in who I decide
    to have sex with, Dylan. What is your
    problem?”
    “My problem is that you’re a
    tease. I worked hard to show you that I
    wanted a piece and you all but ignored
    me. You used me to be near you when it
    was convenient for a show.”
    “I’m not interested, Dylan.”
    “Well that’s just too bad! You had
    better get interested because I am going
    to fuck you before I leave tonight.”
    “No you’re not!”
    “Oh, yes I am. You will either
    cooperate or not, but I will get what I
    came after.”
    I start to get up to run to the
    bathroom and he beats me to the door.
    “What do you think you’re doing?”
    “I need to pee.”
    “Bullshit. Now sit your pretty ass
    on that bed.” He starts to grope me and
    my stomach begins to feel
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