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them both. They were still black and he watched as Nadira's gaze widened as they came around her and beneath her.
    "They're so beautiful, Gadriel. My beautiful, fallen angel,” she said with such reverence in her voice. “I would not want you any other way."
    "But wouldn't you want them white and soft as they sheltered you?"
    She traced his mouth with the tips of her fingers. “No, Gadriel. I want you as you are. Come inside me,” she encouraged, opening herself to him. “You're trembling, I can feel your body shaking. Let me love you. Let me take your worries away."
    This was what it was like to be human; the beauty of possessing a soul. This was what it was like to love unselfishly, to be born of clay and sculpted into a beautiful, caring creature.
    This was why his brothers had fallen, because not even Heaven was as beautiful as sliding into the woman you loved and filling her with all of your being.
    Heaven truly could not compare to what he had found down here on Earth. His life with Nadira, their child and the sweet baby's breath that came from her parted lips when she slept on his chest. The nights, when he gathered Nadira close to him and made love to her. The mornings, when she made him breakfast and poured him his tea, or the nights when they lounged in their bed and he brushed her hair.
    No, there was nothing in Heaven to rival that, that feeling of rightness and peace.
    "Nadira, when I nearly lost you,” he said in a strangled voice, “I ... made amends with God. I promised—"
    "Shhh,” she whispered against his cheek. “I know what you promised. He came to me as they were putting me to sleep. He whispered in my ear and told me what was to be. He promised me we would be together for eternity. And I have faith that it will be so. I believe you'd never willingly leave me or our child, Gadriel."
    "I wouldn't,” he said, his voice cracking.
    "I have faith in His plan, and so too, must you."
    Gadriel looked down at his wife and allowed one tear to escape down his cheek. “I believe in you , Nadira. I believe in what we have, and that will see me through any dark times that may lie ahead. “I'll never leave you,” he vowed as he made slow love to her. “I will always be able to find you. Believe that, Nadira."
    "I believe,” she said as his arms came tight around her, and he wrapped his wings tighter around her. “I will always believe in you, Gadriel."
    "Swear it,” he demanded, filling her deeper, harder, until she arched her back and pressed her soft, full body against him. “Swear you will always believe, that you will love me forever."
    "Always, Gadriel. Forever. I have found my faith. It was you, Gadriel."

About the Author
    I'm a Cannuck, born and raised in the ‘banana belt’ of Canada, which is Southern Ontario. But don't let the nickname fool you, we can still have snow here for Thanksgiving (early October in Canada) as well as hunting for Easter eggs through the white stuff in April!
    In truth, though, I'm a total Anglophile! I love England—so much so—that my new contemporary series is set there, just so I have an excuse to go back to London to do research. Now, of course, I have another excuse, a fabulous UK publisher! My husband cannot grumble about the expense of a trip now. Not when he knows the value of research and good publisher/author relations!
    As far as writing goes, I have wanted to be an author since about the age of nine, after reading A Witch from Blackbird Pond. I can honestly say that after reading that book, I knew I wanted to create stories that people would want to hear and love as much as I loved that book. That book changed my life and shaped my destiny.
    I've always been a daydreamer and spent many an hour up in my room lounging on my bed, listening to music (it was the Cult and The Cure and those dreamy guys from Duran Duran in those days). I idled away the hours, lost in the music and my imagination. Not surprisingly, it was always romantic images and stories