“Before what?” Her breath whispered over his skin.
He saw her answer in the sapphire depths of her eyes. “Before I do this.” He claimed her mouth in a kiss intended to be soft and slow, but Catherine apparently had other ideas. When she threw herself onto his lap, the back of his head slammed against the door, but he ignored the brief pain in order to pull her more firmly into an embrace. Her lips were eager and petal soft beneath his. The tiny flames of need that had been plaguing him since he met her erupted into huge bonfires of desire.
Pleased when her lips parted, he stroked her tongue with his in a time-honored mating dance. When she lightly bit his bottom lip, he nearly lost his carefully restrained control. “Catherine, stop for just a minute.” He was half lying, half sitting on the back seat, his head wedged uncomfortably against the window as Catherine attempted to straddle his lap.
“I don’t want to. I’m living life without a net.” A sexy smile touched her lips, echoed in her eyes. “You’re right. I want to find out if there is enough between us for a long-term relationship.”
He stilled her hands as they crept beneath his sweater. “I feel I must warn you that I want love, marriage, kids and the whole thing. My kiss-and-tell lifestyle is over.”
Catherine leaned down to kiss his nose. “If you think you can keep up with me, bring it on. I’m a bit high-maintenance, so chances are our relationship will be peppered with issues.”
“Who said romance was a straight and narrow kind of thing?” The front of his jeans strained tightly around his arousal, and he could feel the pressure on his back. His wings would pop out soon, which could present a huge problem in the small confines of the dirty cab, but he ran his palms up her sides anyway. The urge to peel off her red V-neck sweater and acquaint his mouth with her breasts was so strong, he nearly dumped her from his lap and onto the seat, fully prepared to claim her in the cab. He drew in a shuddering breath and cautioned himself to wait. “Love is best served spicy.”
Aaron fumbled for the door handle, exceedingly glad when it opened so he could scramble out in an awkward tumble of arm and legs. “Ack.” As soon as he gained his footing, he allowed his wings to unfurl in glorious freedom. Aaron sighed with relief, and then he watched Catherine exit the cab. Her cheeks flushed, her lips kiss-swollen and a mischievous glint in her eye, she teetered slightly in her black stiletto boots as she advanced upon him.
He swallowed—hard. He was in big trouble.
“Cat, if you continue to look at me in that way, I can’t be held responsible for my actions.” Desire took a back seat to a much stronger emotion—love. It couldn’t be possible. Not in such a short amount of time. He frowned, but another glance at the woman before him confirmed his dire straights. He was Cupid, after all. He shouldn’t be surprised. “I’d rather not have our first sexual encounter in the cornfield.”
Her throaty laugh floated easily through the stillness of the night. “I agree, but I do have one request for when that moment happens.” She stepped into the waiting circle of his arms to draw a finger through the feathers of his left wing.
“What’s that?” Tremors shook his body at the next sweep of her hand.
Her grin was simple and teasing. “Will you keep your wings out? I kinda have a thing for them.” She ended her statement by nipping a line of kisses along his jaw.
“You’re weird.” He marveled at his good fortune to hold such a woman, let alone love her.
“Hey, you’re the one with the wings, Fly Boy, so who’s the weird one in this relationship?” She followed her teasing with a playful smack to his shoulder. “Why don’t you fly us back to town?”
Aaron gave her an open-mouthed kiss. “As you wish.” He scooped her up in his arms and held her close. “But, there is one thing. I’m concerned about Jenika. There’s something strange going on with her.”
Catherine snickered and wrapped her arms around his neck. “You have no idea.”
About Sandra Sookoo
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During writing Cupid in Blue, I discovered a couple of things about myself. One, I love writing about mythical beings, and two, I love putting said mythical beings into weird and wacky situations that, while pretend, could definitely happen. I mean, how ironically funny is it that Cupid could be a total failure with his own love life?
Anyway, I hope I’ve allowed you to suspend your disbelief long enough to come play in my magical world and get to know the characters in Crystal Falls a little bit better. And I hope you’ll visit again soon!
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