Angelica stretched, her body still singing with the heady mixture of magic and sex. She felt good, better than…finally alive and whole. Turning, she found Magister Edwin Phillips watching her with calm, curious eyes.

“I don’t know, really. When you took my hands, I saw a dire future and what I must do to avert it,” Angelica answered the unspoken question.

He rolled on his side, propping his head on his hand to look at her. Reaching out, he stroked her face, “And now?”

She smiled and pressed a kiss into his palm. “I see nothing but your handsome face.”

Edwin studied her. Along the way her features had softened, losing some of their otherworldly beauty. The crucial moment was over it seemed and it wasn’t necessary to dazzle him any longer. Also gone was her preternatural calm and it made him glad, he had no clue what to do with an angel who held all the answers. A beautiful woman, who had newly awakened powers on the other hand…

“Then we shall have to discover your abilities together,” he said.