Sinners Atone (Sinners Anonymous, #4)

I was bleeding out and halfway to Hell when God sent me an angel. He had no business sending her to a man like me. She was sunshine wrapped in pink glitter, with a touch so gentle it hurt.

She was everything I’ve never had nor deserved. Under the glow of the streetlamp, I was delirious enough to tell her she was beautiful. Hell, I even laughed when she asked me to tell her again.

But then she asked me something else. Something that stole the last breath from my lungs. Can you keep a secret? An angel with a sin. She should have let me die.