Fantasy Valentine's Day Anthology featuring...
With a stroke of Cupid's red pen, Claire Holliday and Brian Valentine's lives are changed forever. Two lonely people, each coping with emotional wounds,
each believing wholeheartedly that exceptional love and fiery passion will forever be beyond their reach.
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"I'm so excited," she gasped loudly, and then did a back flip. "Oh, my God. There she is. There she is! Get the arrows ready. I'll tell you when to shoot. Hey!" She spun around. "There's no one else back here. Just shoot Brian now and get ready again for Claire."
"I don't know. I think we should wait."
Rosebud's delicate brows slanted down over her eyes. Her lips formed a straight line as she glared at him, totally out of character. "I said shoot the freaking arrow. Now! If you can't follow a simple order, then give it to me. I'll shoot the damned thing myself. We're not going to miss our chance."
Larry stared at the heightened color of her cheeks and noticed how dark and glittering her brown eyes had become. His pixie penis poked against his green tights. Never had he seen his Rosey in such a state. If she wanted him to shoot the freakin' arrow, well then, he'd shoot the fucking arrow—anything to keep the sexy look blazing in Rosebud's eyes. He turned, aligned it against the bowstring and took aim at Brian's heart.
Brian scratched his chest.
"You hit him!" Rosebud darted closer, grabbed Larry by the shoulders, yanked him forward, and planted a wet, sucking kiss on his surprised lips. "Okay, get the other arrow ready."
He was absolutely stunned. Rosey had never kissed him. Well, she'd kissed him, but never on the mouth. Larry kept his eyes on her when she flipped around and hovered in the air as Claire approached. His gaze followed the tiny outline of her small jutting breasts and perfectly rounded ass encased in the pink tights. Her tutu framed the small firm globes. Taking in her long slender legs, the only thing he could think about was having them wrapped around his waist.
He shook his head to clear it, waiting for Claire to get closer, knowing he couldn't make a mistake-their Gold Wings depended on it. He'd think about his hot new emotions later on. Larry pulled back the string, took aim, and let go of the arrow just as Rosey darted across the aisle. The arrow hit her square in the chest. Her little body rolled wildly past a row of hanging plants. Her arms and legs twisted and turned as she struggled to catch her balance, and then her body went limp.
Larry dropped the bow, mortified by what had happened. His little wings flapped as fast as a hummingbird's when he took off after her. "Rosey! Rosey!" Her silence panicked him further, but finally her spinning slowed enough to give him a slight advantage. Larry stretched out his hand, missed her foot once, and then flapped his wings harder. He caught hold of her hand on the next try. Yanking her to his chest, he cupped her small heart-shaped face with a shaking hand, and flew up to sit on an overhead beam. "Rosey! Oh my heavens!" He gently patted her cheek. "Please wake up. Are you okay? You gotta be okay. I'll never forgive myself if something happens to you. Rosey, come on, wake up!"
Her long lashes fluttered against her cheek as she struggled to open her eyes and focus on her surroundings. She stared up at him. Then she grabbed him by the front of his shirt, yanked his mouth to hers, opened her lips, and sucked his tongue into her mouth.
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