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January 1 - January 7, 2024
“Whatever I want?” I ask, playfully batting my eyelashes.
“So no naked skydiving?”
“If we were naked and stuck together? Obviously.”
“No, Faye. I’d do anything you’d ask me to. Getting naked is just a bonus.”
For the past ten minutes, Kit’s kept me blindfolded, and not in the way I like.
He never does anything half-assed. So either he’s treating me to a romantic lunch or he’s constructed some kind of flash mob to happen downtown.
I’m welcomed by the sight of a Barnes & Noble, outlined in a golden aureole, luster glinting off the dark green awning. It’s humongous, with wide-paneled windows and two grandiose entrances at the front, garnished with brick supports that stretch all the way to the sky.
I follow the smell of new books like a cartoon character follows the aroma of a freshly baked pie.
“Please. How many books could you need?” “That sounds like a challenge,”
“You do realize you’re saying that to the person who’d buy you a house, right?”
“You’re right, I wouldn’t do that,” he whispers. “I’d only do it if you agreed to live with me.”
“You…” “I mean it, Faye.”
“A werewolf and an orc romance story? Really?”
even though I’m used to consuming smutty romances in public, I prefer a less conspicuous cover.
The naked—by werewolf standards—protagonist is lovingly embracing his equally naked orc mate, with one loincloth somehow covering both of their private parts.
“I just didn’t think you’d be into…” “Smutty monster romances?”
“Like…do they have the same anatomy as humans?” he asks louder than the conversation warrants. “I’m not discussing this in the middle of Barnes & Noble with you.”
“Does it take place in the real world? Do people know about their existence? Or is it more of a fantasy world where humans don’t exist? What’s the main conflict in the story? Does it revolve around their relationship, or are there some weird monster laws in place that forbid the coupling of interspecies relationships?”
“Like us.”
“Not like us,” I say, shaking my head. “I’m sorry that I acted like you—this—was expendable to me. It’s not. You’re not. I’m all in, Kit. Whatever happens, I’m not going anywhere.”
“And I forgive you for the party.”
BOOK HAULS AND BLUE BALLS
One small step for man, one giant leap for Kit-kind.
Even though she drives me up the wall sometimes, my heart only beats for her. Hell, it would still beat for her if she yanked it out of my body, stomped on it, and threw it out the window to be flattened by a four-wheeler.
tromping toward the burger joint—Been There, Bun That—across
“You put a masterpiece in front of me and expect me not to touch it?”
“You’re an idiot.” “But I’m your idiot,” I clarify.
“Not for food.”
“Shit. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that,”
“Tell me what you would do to me if we weren’t in public.”
“We don’t have to be in private,”
Because Faye Hollings isn’t wearing any underwear.
“Oops” is all she says. Oops.
If we were at home right now, I’d bend her over my knee and spank her. Spank her until her ass is red and there’s an imprint of my hand tattooed on her cheek. But I can’t do that in public because that’s “breaking the law.”
“Wow, I’ve never looked this thing in the eye before,”
“This is impressive, Kit. Huge. Heavy. You could really do some dama—”
“Don’t freak out, but what if…hypothetically…”
“What if I got your eyes tattooed on my arm?
“That’s permanent,”
“You’re permanent.”
“I could never regret anything when it comes to you. Ever.”
“I don’t want to be known as the ‘Big Cat’ anymore. I want to be known as yours.” Mine.
“Kit, did you annotate a book for me?” I ask.
“I’d annotate an entire library for you if it meant that I got to see you smile.”
When he hands me the book, the first thing I notice are the giant hockey sticks on the front cover, backdropped by ...
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“A hockey romance?” I will my heart to ...
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“I underlined things that reminded me of you.”