Tiffany Aaron [Aaron - Chicago

A Totally Bound Publication

Chicago

ISBN # 9781781848388

Copyright Tiffany Aaron 2013

Cover Art by Posh Gosh Copyright November 2013

Edited by Rebecca Douglas

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Published in 2013 by Totally Bound Publishing, Newland House, The Point, Weaver Road, Lincoln, LN6 3QN

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This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a heat rating of Totally Sizzling and a Sexometer of 2.

This story contains 112 pages, additionally there is also a free excerpt at the end of the book containing 8 pages.

Fallen

CHICAGO

Tiffany Aaron

Book four in the Fallen series

Neither Grant nor the world is ready for what he unearthed in Peru.

Grant Carson doesnt believe in angels or anything he cant see or touch, yet the skeleton he has in the vault at his lab threatens all he thinks to be real. But that isnt his only problem. Someone is looking for something, and they think Grant has it. He has to turn to Danielle for help.

Danielle Weston has lived on Earth for millennia, and shes always managed to keep her heart safe. Until she meets Grant Carson, an archaeologist at The Field Museum. Hes never given her the time of day until his lab gets broken into.

Suddenly, Danielle has to decide if telling Grant the truth about where she came from and what she really was is worth risking his love. But if she doesnt, things worse than losing Grants approval could happen, and the world isnt ready to know the truth.

Dedication

Thank you to my awesome editor for cleaning Chicago up, and to the line editors and proofers who did their best to bring my story up to its highest level. Also, thank you to all the readers who are enjoying the continuing stories of my fallen angels.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Chicago Bears: Chicago Bears, NFL

Sears Tower: Sears, Roebuck and Company/Willis Group Holdings plc

Waldorf: Waldorf Astoria Hotels & Resorts

Indiana Jones: George Lucas

Mona Lisa : Leonardo da Vinci

Chapter One

Danielle stepped from her car and handed the valet her keys. It had been a long time since she had eaten at Gejas. Shed always enjoyed the fondue restaurant. Smiling at the doorman, she entered the cozy restaurant on the basement level of a town house.

May we help you, maam? the matre d asked.

Im here to join the Reynolds party.

Of course. Right this way.

Trishas laugh rang out as Danielle followed the man around the corner, and her mood lifted when she saw her three best friends.

Already enjoying the wine, I see, she joked as she slid into the booth next to Janet.

Its about time you got here. Its your damn birthday party. Trisha giggled as she toasted Danielle with her glass.

Joan leaned over to hug her and whispered, Dickhead broke up with her today. Shes been crying off and on all day.

Danielle reached out and squeezed Trishas hand. I always said you were too good for him.

Trisha giggled again. Its strange but you were the only one to tell me that. I thought you were jealous.

Her eyebrows shot up. Jealous? She saw Janets warning glance. Maybe, but lets forget about that and celebrate.

Youre the only woman I know who doesnt freak out about getting older. Patty shook her head as the waiter poured Danielle some wine.

Why freak out when its just a number? She smiled. When youve been alive for thousands of years, one more doesnt matter.

* * * *

Janet and Patty were trying to fish their potatoes out of the boiling oil in their fondue pot while Trisha laughed hysterically at them. Danielle wanted to remember this moment when all her friends were happy and enjoying life. Pausing time, she tried to burn an image of them in her mind so she could remember it when they were gone.

What are you doing? Mikail appeared beside her table. He glanced around at all the frozen people. Youre not supposed to be able to stop time.

Im not? I must have missed the meeting where you told us what we could and couldnt do. Are you here to yell at me for this or was there some other reason why youre gracing me with your presence?

He glanced down at her. I just wanted to say thank you again for helping Dominic. I know it goes against your beliefs.

This is the third time youve thanked me. Let it go. It wasnt Dominic I was helping out anyway. Ill pay for it somehow, Im sure. When the archangel didnt answer, she looked up at him. Narrowing her eyes, she said, Im right, arent I? Im going to pay for being a Good Samaritan.

Its not my place to tell you how hard I worked on setting this up, Danielle.

What the hell do you mean by that?

I cant tell you how difficult this job has been.

She snorted. I sometimes wonder exactly what your job is, Mikail.

There are moments when I ask God the same thing.

Her cell phone vibrated, breaking the spell. When she reached to answer it, Mikail disappeared. Her friends were laughing again.

I have to answer this. She stood and went outside, since the use of cell phones was prohibited within the restaurant. Hello?

Miss Weston? A husky and angry voice came over the line.

Yes?

This is Grant Carson. I need you to meet me at the museum as soon as possible.

Why? She could tell by the tone of his voice that whatever he had planned wasnt going to be a happy meeting.

Its very important. I dont wish to discuss it over the phone.

Okay. Im in Lincoln Park. Ill be there as soon as traffic will let me.

Fine. Ill be in my lab. He hung up.

She looked at her phone for a moment then put it away. When she went in to say goodbye, her friends protested.

Its an emergency. I really have to go. She tossed some bills across the table to Janet, ignoring their pleas to take her money back. Thatll cover most of the meal. Ill call you later.

She rushed from the restaurant and waited impatiently for her car. There had to be something wrong, otherwise Grant would never have called her. A faint feeling of uneasiness gathered in her stomach, and suddenly she had a compelling urge to get to the museum. Danielle contemplated using some of her power to hurry the process up, but she wasnt sure if the problem was worth her wasting her power on. Since she didnt have a way to replenish her powers, she decided to drive like mortals would.

Her car arrived and she drove across town without causing an accident or using any power while going as fast as she could on the crowded Chicago streets. She rang the bell beside the employee door. The security guard opened it and nodded.