Saturday, October 31, 2099
Saturday, October 31, 2099“Get back,” Montgomery said through his teeth, then flattened Lilia into the wall when she didn’t move fast enough. They were behind the door, chest to chest. The only things separating them were clothing and that file.
Even the fat file was an insignificant obstacle. Montgomery could feel Lilia’s curves and smell her perfume.
One taste of Lilia Desjardins hadn’t been nearly enough. He thought of Lucifer, of his own revelation, and knew what he wanted.
All he had to do was convince Lilia.
When he couldn’t make her any promises about the future. He had to finish this quest to protect her and her child, but success would mean his own return to the heavens.
And Lilia again would be alone.
So would he.
The outer door to the offices o
