Accidentaly Divine by Dakota Cassidy (books to read romance .txt) 📕

and George here has a dog who needs her. It was nice meetin’ you. Don’t forget to stop by the cafeteria kitchen and I’ll hook you up.”

“I will. Thanks… Um, thanks again.” She then turned to George, her sour puss restored. “You’ll let me know about the trip and the details?” she asked curtly.

George hiked her tote over her shoulder and nodded with a smile. “I’ll email you sometime tonight with some options. All you have to do is pick one. Take care, Effie.”

With that, she and Nina departed, closing the door firmly behind them and heading to George’s car.

As the snow began to fall again, they trudged outside, the silence between them heavy and George didn’t know why.

When she beeped her car open, Nina leaned on the roof, pulling off her hairnet, and finally spoke. “What the fuck was that in there?”

George sighed. “I could ask you the same. What the fuck did you do in there and why were you there to begin with?”

“Because I’m on wing-watching duty. You’re not allowed to be alone. Remember? Bad guy? And what I did in there is a vampire thing. I just erased her memory. I don’t like fucking doing it, but you scared the shit out of her. So instead of leaving her balled up like a fucking shriveled, freaked-out lump of human flesh, I did the next best thing. Made her forget. Now again, why the fuck were you revealing your angel wings?”

Of course she could erase memories. What couldn’t Nina do?

“I can’t dance,” Nina responded on a cackle.

George’s hand went to her head in a defensive reflex, as though Nina had climbed into her brain and plucked out her thoughts. “You can read minds? Jesus. Get out of my head, Vampire Lady!”

Nina flapped a lean hand at her and snorted. “Whatever. I don’t do that very often either. Anyway, get on with this shit. What happened?”

“Effie’s my assignment, Nina.”

“Oh,” she said, biting her lower lip. “Oh, shit.”

“Oh, shit what?” George asked through the curtain of snow falling.

The snow landed on Nina’s head, if anything making her more beautiful than ever as it covered her dark locks in a fluffy cap.

She tapped the top of George’s roof. “Do you know why she’s your assignment? Did you get any fucking explanations about her sitch?”

Alarm bells rang in George’s head. “No. Why?”

“Because I did.”

“And?”

“And she’s dying.”

Well, damn.

Chapter 10

“So she can read minds and erase memories?” Dex asked her as they made their way into the local convenience store to grab some bread Arch insisted was only available at this small neighborhood grocery store.

They’d offered to go out and grab it, giving them the chance to talk before dinner.

He’d already given George the business for not taking him with her to talk to Effie, and he was right. She shouldn’t have gone to see her alone. Especially due to the fact that Effie’s circumstance was dire indeed—even if she might not have known that but for Nina. Still, it was impulsive and reckless, and she thanked her lucky stars Nina was able to erase what she’d seen.

George stopped in her tracks in the parking lot, dusted with the earlier snowfall, and gave Dex a look. “She can. I’m telling you, Dex, it was nuts. She said she doesn’t do it often and it’s frowned upon, but useful in times of extreme stress. Obviously, it helped. Poor Effie might have had a heart attack after seeing me glow like a football field at a night game. Oh, and on the ride home, she told me she can fly.”

Dex’s eyes twinkled under the parking lot lights. “Amazing, isn’t it?”

George frowned, still unsure if she was amazed or terrified. “It’s a combo pack of amazing and terrifying. I don’t know what to do with all this new information. I don’t know if I can process it all at once.”

Dex grabbed her hand and grinned his “everything’s going to be right as rain” smile. The one that made the grooves on either side of his mouth deepen. Pulling her toward the door, he motioned for her to enter before him.

“It’s been a lot. I know, and I’m sorry there’s no easier way to do this so you’re not in a constant state of shock. But I promise you, pretty lady, it won’t be long before this is all no big deal—even someone who can fly.”

Had he just called her pretty?

George fought a blush. Knock it off, Maverick. You have bigger fish to fry. Namely, Effie Sampson and the idea she’s dying and you have to help her do something before she does and if you don’t find out what that something is, you’ll have failed.

Again.

George’s stomach tightened and rolled. Even though she didn’t know the details about when, or what she was dying from, knowing Effie was dying upset her. She didn’t have anyone that George knew of who could be with her. No family. No friends. Maybe that was all she was supposed to do?

Stay with Effie until the end? Which she’d gladly do without qualm.

Ignoring Dex’s compliment to focus on the task at hand, she passed the young boy at the cash register and stopped in the row filled with various sundries like fabric softener and toilet paper, and gave him a look.

“Is flying ever not a big deal, Dex?” she whispered, looking around to be sure no one heard her.

He rocked back on his heels and chuckled, driving his hands inside the pockets of his puffy vest. “That’s a fair point, but you’ll see. Someday, you’ll take each new revelation in stride. In the meantime, what kind of headway did you make with Effie?”

George snorted. “Do you mean when she was snarling at me or when she was snarling at me?”

“She’s definitely unhappy, but at least now you know why. I might snarl, too, if I knew I was dying just after I’d retired from putting a bunch of bad guys away.”

That made George pause. How had Dex become an angel