questions
he had asked in the past and they had refused to answer.
“And why
must she trust me?” Marcus knew he had pushed too far when a dark
look crossed all three men’s faces.
“Enough
questions, Marcus. Report.”
He ground
his teeth. Always the same response whenever he pushed them to
elaborate on his mission. He hated being left in the dark about
everything almost as much as he despised having to live in the
mortal realm.
“There
was a problem with an ex-lover of the female’s. He was causing her
fear and emotional harm. He was also causing me to lose sleep. I
took it upon myself to forcibly remove him from the premises and
deter him from attempting a repeat performance.”
“So you
might gain more sleep?” His superior didn’t look impressed and
neither did the two angels flanking him.
“No, so
that the female may not come to physical harm.”
“You had
reason to believe that this male might act in violence towards
her?”
“She was
afraid. I have watched her for thirty one years. Never once have I
witnessed her this afraid. Seeing that the man was bent on
violence, I took it upon myself to ensure that he would leave her
alone.”
“Did the
man say anything in his defence?”
Marcus
frowned. Had he? He had accused Amelia of a lot of things, all of
them false. Nothing the man had said had held any
credit.
“No. He
was intent on harming her and laying false accusations at her
door.”
“So you
struck him?”
“No!”
Marcus leaned forwards. “It didn’t happen like that. He turned his
foul derision in my direction and attempted to hit me.”
“Why did
he do such a thing?”
His
superior and these two angels were already aware of what had
occurred tonight so why were they trying to draw it out of him?
Were they hoping to embarrass him or cause him to reveal something?
If they believed him attracted to her, then he would have to
disappoint them.
“I was
accused of being her lover. The man decided to… damage my face… in
order to teach both myself and the female a lesson. I believe he
sought to render me less attractive to her.”
“So you
struck him?”
“I acted
to defend myself and the female, as per my orders. I eliminated a
threat to her.”
“And do
you concur that the female is attracted to you, as this man
believed?”
Marcus
stared blankly at the three angels, mind working furiously back
over tonight’s events as he tried to compute an answer to the
question. Did he? Was she?
Amelia
had certainly looked upon him with desire darkening her grey eyes
and those eyes had lingered on his bare torso more than once. She
had been gentle with his hand and had blushed several times during
their talk in the aftermath of the event. He had little experience
of females and couldn’t easily conclude what her reaction had
meant, but it had seemed positive.
“I am not
sure.” Marcus pushed the words out, his mouth and throat dry as he
contemplated the answer he had wanted to say. Yes. Yes, the mortal
did desire him. He wasn’t certain why, but the telltale signs had
been there.
“Then we
shall not punish you.”
Marcus
frowned again. “Why not?”
“Because
we require that ‘pretty face’ of yours to remain attractive to the
female in order to form a stronger bond between you.” There was a
definite smirk in his superior’s tone although it didn’t touch his
stony face. “You will return to Earth and continue with your
mission as planned.”
“When
will my mission end?” Marcus wasn’t going to give up this time.
Things were becoming critical on Earth and his desire to complete
his duty there had increased a hundredfold tonight when he had been
with Amelia, and a thousandfold just now when his superior had
implied that Amelia was attracted to him and they would use that as
a means of bringing them closer together. He needed to end this and
return to Heaven. It was his heart’s desire.
His heart
denied that and an image of Amelia flickered across his