Summer couldn’t believe it when she was offered a job with one of the leading translators of the written word, Walter Addison. Of course, being his great-niece could have had something to do with the offer. She arrives in Marblehead ready to help her great uncle and his partner in any way she can.
Leviah is a Fallen Angel having been cast out of Heaven for not choosing a side. He roamed the world for centuries until he met the first Addison. Since that time he has stayed with the family, helping them in whatever way he could. He never expected Walter to choose a vibrant, strong-willed female to take his place as caretaker of the Addison Estate, or assist in the world of translations.
When Summer meets Leviah sparks fly and the attraction is instant. Now if he can just figure out a way to show her his wings and horns that won’t send her running back to New Orleans. Forget returning to Heaven, he is ready to be Summer’s Angel...
Excerpt of Summer's Angel
“Bed time, Summer.” She spoke to herself, more to hear the sound of a voice in the overly quite house than for actual conversation. She walked to the sink placing her dirty dishes inside. She turned around ready to head up the stairs when the kitchen door swung open.
“Uncle Walter…” She stopped in midsentence, realizing it wasn’t her uncle standing in the doorway. “Who are you?”
“Leviah,” the man said. “The question should be, who are you and why are you here?”
“Me?” Summer took a step forward. “My great uncle invited me to come and study with him and his partner.”
Leviah leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest. Walter had told him that he was bringing in a new family member to train, he just never mentioned that it was a female. Leviah tilted his head to one side as he tried to remember if there had ever been a woman to take over the translation business in the three hundred years he had been with the family.
“You are who Walter chose?”
“My Great Uncle Walter told me that only he and his partner lived here, he never mentioned a young man.”
Leviah chuckled. “Walter also never told me that he hired a beautiful, young woman to be our assistant.”
Summer shook her head. “No, he said he had been partners with a man named Leviah for a long time. You aren’t old enough to have been with him for that many years.”
Leviah laughed as he pushed off of the doorframe and sauntered toward Summer. “Believe me when I say I’m older than I look. You never did answer my question.”
“What question?” she asked her mouth suddenly going dry, her palms sweaty. Now that the man was no longer hidden in the shadows, she could see just how handsome he was.
“What your name was,” Leviah stated pushing a strand of his sandy blond hair behind his ear.
“Summer,” she croaked, her throat suddenly dry as sand. She watched those long fingers push the few golden blond strands behind his ear, not that the hair stayed. Her eyes drifted to his full, very kissable lips.
“Summer, what a beautiful and unusual name,” Leviah stated. “I can assure you that I do belong here. Walter’s partner isn’t a wrinkled, ancient skeleton, but a thirty-something, sexy Fallen Angel. You hadn’t seen me yet because I tend to stay in the attic translating those dusty, old books with the languages long since dead.”
“Fallen Angel.” She chuckled. “Is that your way of telling me that you’re going to be bad for me?”
He gave her a lopsided grin. “I may lead you into temptation.”
She rolled her eyes at his remark.
He sauntered across the kitchen toward the patio doors. “You can ask Walter about me in the morning. He’ll assure you that his partner, while an old soul, is still very young. If you will excuse me, beautiful Summer, I believe I will take a walk around the yard and clear the cobwebs from my head.” Summer tried not to stare at the man as he opened the door, even though his backside was definitely worth staring at.
“Was it a nice day outside?” he asked, turning to look at her.
Summer tore her eyes away from his ass and forced them to his face, her cheeks turning slightly pink at the thought that she may have been caught staring. “It was fairly nice today, but you could almost feel the cooler temperatures in the air.”
“Were there many tourist in town when you came through?”
“Aren’t they always here when the leaves change?”
Leviah nodded and sighed softly. “Why they make the trip up here, I will never know. The leaves change all over the great nation, what makes these leaves different?”
“I have no idea,” she had to admit.
“Neither do I.”
“Well good night, Leviah.” She walked across the kitchen
“What?” She stopped halfway through the door.
“You can call me Levi, Leviah just seems too formal.”
Summer nodded, a hint of a smile played across her lips. “Good night, Levi.”
“Good night, Summer.” Levi smiled shyly as he stepped through the doors and out into the night.
Summer stood there for a moment having a hard time believing the incredibly hot man was her uncle’s assistant. Walter said they worked together for years, but he couldn’t have been much more than thirty five.