As the tacky blood melted off his beautiful, tanned skin, the feathery back piece I had glimpsed earlier became clearer and clearer. My throat closed up, and I swallowed hard as I realized he had black angel wings tattooed on his back, with the words ‘expelled from heaven, raised in hell’ scrawled across his shoulders. Running my fingers gently over the words, I peppered his wings with more kisses, blinking back tears. ‘You dark angel is coming, dear.’
