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wrapped around his head and his cheeks were practically purple. “Oh, Eloise,” he whispered. “What have you got me into?”
    When she tapped lightly on the door again, he jerked with fright as he fumbled to drag the towel from his head to his waist. At this rate, he’d have a heart attack before ever getting to first base with her.
    “Nate,” she shouted. “I’ve got some clean clothes for you. I’ll put them on the floor, okay?”
    Holding the towel tightly around his waist, he opened the door and held out his hand. “Thanks, Eloise.”
    Still blushing, she plonked the clothes on his arm. “I’ve made some soup if you’d like some.”
    “Sure, that’ll be great.”
    She blinked. “Gosh you look different now that you’ve cleaned up. I thought you were much older.”
    He raised a brow. “Why? How old do you think I am?”
    She shrugged. “I don’t know, but you don’t look much older than me.”
    He grinned. Oh, he looked that young? Goodness, what would she think if she knew he was thousands of years old? Would she be interested in him then? Or horrified?
    “Well, how old are you?”
    Without thinking, he said, “Nineteen.”
    She smiled. “Well get dressed and come and join us for dinner.”
    “You mean, you and Tom?”
    “Yes, my dad’s away and my mum won’t be home for hours.”
    He smiled. “Thank you. That will be lovely.”
    As she turned to leave, she hesitated. “Oh, and I’m really sorry I barged in on you. I didn’t mean to. The lock broke because my cat climbed through the window and wouldn’t come back out, so I had to force the door open. I should’ve told you.”
    His face grew hot again and so did his body, so he moved back behind the door. Poking his head out, he smiled to put her at ease. “Don’t worry about it. It was Matilda’s fault.”
    Her eyes went round. “How do you know my cat’s name?”
    Uh-oh! Another slipup. “Oh, I heard you call her that.”
    She smiled, her emerald green eyes sparkling from the reflection of the light. “Oh, I see. Well, hurry and come out for dinner.”
    When she walked back down the hall, he closed the door. Oh, why did she have to be so darned adorable? He pulled on her father’s boxer shorts, then slipped into the denim jeans. They were a bit too big around the waist and hung low on his hips, but the tea-shirt and pullover fit tight across his chest. He pulled on the joggers she’d given him and was relieved they fit. He was glad he didn’t have to keep wearing the smelly shoes and clothes he’d stolen from the public showers at Creed Valley Beach. On his way out the door, he tossed the filthy discarded clothes in the bathroom trash bin, then strode down to the kitchen.
    A pot of soup was simmering on the stove and a beautiful aroma was coming from the oven. Nathaniel rubbed his belly. The smell of it was making his stomach grumble and he couldn’t wait to taste his first ever meal. Wondering where Eloise was, he wandered down to the lounge room to see if she was watching TV with Tom. He could hear One Direction singing ‘ More Than This ’ on the television,  but as he reached the open door, he stopped in his tracks and pressed his hand to his sinking heart. Oh, not again. Eloise was sat on the couch with Tom and he was kissing her gently on the lips.
    All the blood drained from Nathaniel’s face and he was sure he was about to throw up. He wanted to drag Tom away from her an d kick him out the house, but he couldn’t do that. Knowing he was being ridiculous, he held his stomach and cursed himself for turning into a lovesick wimp.
    Deciding to go into the kitchen before Eloise saw him spying on her, he turned to leave, but a movement at the other side of the room caught his eye. After zipping behind the door, he peered through the crack, then his eyes widened with fury.
    Wearing nothing but tight-fitting black jeans and his wings furled behind his back, Devlin was watching Eloise as he crouched on the window