Cupid's Match by Lauren Palphreyman

Author:Lauren Palphreyman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wattpad Books
Published: 2019-06-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Charlie, on seeing that she doesn’t have much of a choice, calls her mom then reluctantly heads to bed in one of the house’s spare rooms. Cal skulks down to the combat room, presumably to blow off some steam, while Cupid begins clearing his living room of evidence from the attack.

Meanwhile I sit alone in the kitchen, nursing my coffee.

My mind replays the events of the day, which culminate in Cupid’s insistence that I spend the night, here, with him. Given all that’s happened, it should be the least of my worries, but there’s something about Cupid that plays with my emotions; perhaps it’s that expression of longing and sadness that crosses his face when he thinks no one is looking. I’m unsure of what to make of him. I do not think I can trust him, yet every part of me yearns to.

Cupid suddenly appears at the doorway, jolting me from my thoughts. After gesturing that I should follow, he leads me into the living room, which has regained its former elegance; if not for the smudge on the wall, it would be hard to believe that this was the scene of a vicious attack.

Cal has returned from the basement and is sitting tensely on one of the sofas, his pale skin lightly flushed and his hair damp. As I pass him to go and sit on the armchair, I catch the scent of fruity shampoo.

“I take it we’re spending the night in here?” he says, looking at Cupid. “All of us?”

Cupid grins and looks at me. “Well, I have a nice big comfy bed upstairs if . . .”

He trails off as both Cal and I give him a withering look.

Cupid laughs. “Just kidding. I was planning on staying down here anyway, in case Charlie decides to go on a walkabout. If you insist on acting as our chaperone, so be it. I’d say take one of my spare rooms, Lila, but while Charlie still has the Cupids’ Arrow pumping through her veins it’s probably best you stay with me.”

My heart thuds against my chest at the thought of sleeping in such close proximity to him.

“Take the other sofa,” he offers. “It’s more comfortable. I can take the chair.”

I shake my head. “I’m fine.” I hardly think I’ll be able to sleep anyway.

Cupid shrugs and stretches out on the couch, his shirt riding up and exposing his hips and lower torso. He catches me looking and grins, placing his arms behind his head.

“Now,” he says, “time for pillow talk.”

Cal sighs noisily and lies down on the second sofa before turning his back to us. “Time for sleep,” he says shortly to the cushions. “We have a big day tomorrow.”

Cupid holds my gaze, the light from the flickering fire dancing around his ocean-like eyes. I know exactly what he is trying to communicate.

I think sleep is the last thing on Cupid’s mind tonight.

It’s not long before Cal’s gentle snores fill the room. I curl up in the armchair, determinedly facing away from Cupid and studying the objects—aside from books—decorating the shelves.

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