Letters to Julian (A Cupid Inc Novella) by Michaels Zayne

Author:Michaels, Zayne [Michaels, Zayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UnScripted INC
Published: 2014-02-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

With his ticket in hand, Julian stopped at the entrance to the Conservatory Garden and looked up and down Fifth Avenue. Couples strolled together down the sidewalk, but no one paid him any attention or appeared to be looking for someone. Maybe the guy wouldn’t show. Somehow, Julian couldn’t bring himself to feel too disappointed about the possibility.

The chilly afternoon had given way to an even colder evening, and the temperatures would only drop further come nightfall. Julian had dressed for the occasion in his wool pea coat and thick scarf, but his cheeks, ears, and nose stung from the winds that picked up and whipped through the park. He really hoped his date didn’t plan to stay for long.

The gardens weren’t nearly as colorful or full of life in the winter, but it still held a kind of quiet, haunting beauty. Tucking his shiny red ticket into the breast pocket of his coat, Julian entered the park, scanning for anyone who looked as out of place as he felt. As he made his way to the fountain at the western end of the Center Garden, he stopped at a barren flower bed and knelt beside it.

At one time, he’d have been able to bring the entire garden to life, but he’d neglected his magic for too long. Now, the best he could accomplish was a single burgundy rose. Instead of lamenting in his sad performance, however, Julian plucked the rose from the soil and spun it in his fingers, smiling as he pushed to his feet.

“Not bad,” a man commented as he approached from the direction of the fountain.

Before Julian could work himself into a panic, the guy produced a red, foil ticket and held it up between thumb and forefinger. Sighing in relief, Julian pulled his own, identical ticket from his pocket and passed the flower to his date. “Well, I couldn’t show up empty handed, could I?”

“Can I ask what kind of elf you are?”

Julian had to work to keep his expression passive. “Let’s start with names.”

The stranger stared at the rose for a moment, and then dropped it back into the flower bed before offering his hand. “Harris Hastings.”

Rude much? Still, Julian stretched his lips in the semblance of a smile and shook the proffered hand. “Julian Haell.”

“I’ve never been with an elf before.” His tone implied he didn’t mean “been with” in the casual sense, either. “Are you going to tell me what kind of elf you are?”

“Woodland,” Julian bit out, hoping his answer would appease his date so they could move on to something less personal. “How about you?” With his cocky attitude and poor manners, Julian would guess some rare form of apex douchebag. Of course, he’d be right, but still, he’d like to know what he was dealing with before things went any further.

Smoothing his fingers down the zipper of his black leather jacket, Harris grinned in a predatory kind of way, revealing pointed canines. “Vampire,” he purred. “Don’t worry, though. I ate before I came.

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