Creature Feature by Poppy Dennison & Mary Calmes

Author:Poppy Dennison & Mary Calmes [Calmes, Poppy Dennison and Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi

CAEL, my boss for the last three years, was hands down the most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my life. The thick white-blond hair that fell well past his shoulders was normally pulled back from his face in a queue, the better to show off his dark-blue eyes. Sometimes the sapphire color was all people saw. The first time I had seen him, my gaze had taken him all in: the long, straight nose, chiseled cheekbones, square jaw, and pale, flawless skin. His eyebrows were thick swipes of a painter’s brush, and his lips, full and dark, made me shiver.

When his eyes had met mine, I had nearly swallowed my tongue in anticipation. We were both standing at a bar close to Melrose, waiting to order drinks, and I had opened my mouth to say hello. But his expression had changed instantly, and I was faced with startled disgust. It was sharply evident, and I had pivoted and walked away. Even if bears weren’t his thing, he had no right to sneer at me like I was revolting.

I wanted to not care, but my eyes kept following him with slavelike devotion. I stared at him from across the club, keeping my distance, watching as he rejected hot young twinks, perfectly sculpted gym bunnies, and every other stud that cruised by him. I had no idea the model of beauty he was seeking, but it was interesting that I danced more than he did. My weight had never been a detriment socially. I knew I had a lot to offer friendshipwise, personalitywise, and I actually knew what I was doing in bed. Yes, I kept the lights off, and some guys I’d been with had complained. They wanted to see me, but I wasn’t comfortable even in candlelight. In darkness, I was a sex god, and I was not a tease. I put out.

My last serious boyfriend, Doug Greene, had loved that I was a pushy bottom and said that spanking my ass was one of the great joys of his life. I had kept the man laughing almost constantly, but also, because he was a journalist and well read on a whole variety of subjects, I had made a point to challenge his intellect and keep him on his toes. We could talk for hours, and that, too, was a source of happiness for him. But when he got reassigned to Paris, asking me to go with him apparently never even crossed his mind. He didn’t think we were serious enough for me to cross the Atlantic with him. I was ready; he wasn’t. When I saw a picture of him and his new boyfriend on Facebook, I understood that while the inside of me was fantastic, it was the outside packaging that didn’t work for Doug long-term. The new man was stunning; he was an actor with many suntan oil commercials to his credit.

But it was okay. It had taught me that when I found the guy, the one, I could be brave and jump in.

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