Frosty Claws by Sable Sylvan

Author:Sable Sylvan [Sylvan, Sable]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: www.sablesylvan.com
Published: 2018-12-18T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Christmas Eve Eve, 2017

Ginny and Boreas talked all through the night, past midnight, to Christmas Eve’s Eve Morn. As they lay on the beds on the beach, watching the ocean, Ginny went over what they’d talked about.

“So, let me get this straight,” said Ginny, leaning into Boreas’ arms. “You’re the leader of the ice elementals of The South Pole. You have a weird relationship with Santana Claus, a.k.a. Santa Claus, because he interferes with ice elemental business by asking for favors from you about the weather, storms, all that jazz. You’ve got a son, Jack, whom you talked about before, but, you made him out of ice. Santana’s with the Christmas witch, Befana, who happens to be one of my best frikkin’ friends, who sent me to this resort too. I can’t believe Befana’s a witch! She knows the both of us…and that means Befana absolutely tried to put us together. Santana’s got an adopted daughter named Pandora. His best friend is a demon named Krampus. He’s got Christmas elves, and most of your employees can turn into frikkin’ penguins. Am I missing anything?”

“Well, Jack’s running things right now because I was sent to the tropical island gulag to find love,” said Boreas. “Now that I’ve found my fated mate…I guess it’s time for me to go back.”

“And what about me?” asked Ginny.

“We can pick all this back up after the holiday rush,” said Boreas. “Trust me — you want no part in all this nonsense.”

“Are you frikkin’ kidding me?” asked Ginny. “Boreas, you’ve been the most exciting thing about this vacation. I need to do something exciting. Plus…if we’re fated, that means we’ll be spending a lot of holidays together, and that includes Christmases.”

“It’s gonna be a hot mess,” said Boreas.

“What’s gonna be a hot mess is the fight I’m gonna have with Befana!” insisted Ginny. “She set us up, knowing we were both elementals, without telling us! We could’ve avoided so much drama if she’d just told us about her plan, straight-up.”

“Drama?” asked Boreas. “What drama?”

“Having to wait to have sex with you because I wasn’t sure how to tell you I was an elemental!” said Ginny. “The same problem you had!”

“Everything was fine in the end,” said Boreas.

Ginny looked up at Boreas, who was smirking. “Are you trying to stop me from fighting Befana?”

“No,” said Boreas. “I still want to see that fight. I’m gonna go all in, betting on you, so you better get a total KO, baby.”

“So alright, what’s next?” asked Ginny.

“Getting up to The North Pole to help the ice elementals coordinate with Santana Claus,” said Boreas.

“What’s the deal with you two?” asked Ginny.

“That…is a conversation for the plane ride,” said Boreas. “And…speak of the devil. How the Hell did he know to come down today?”

“How did who know what?” asked Ginny.

Boreas pointed toward the horizon. There was a bright red plane coming in hot. The front of the aircraft had a devil’s face on it that would make a preacher’s wife blush. Boreas got a text on his phone from none other than the devil he’d spoken of.

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