Merry Clem-mas_A Clem Starr Christmas story_Clem Starr Demon Fighter by Kat Cotton

Author:Kat Cotton [Cotton, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kat Cotton
Published: 2017-12-08T23:00:00+00:00

CHRISTMAS DAY RUSHED closer and closer, but I still hadn’t found anything for Kisho. I’d tried to probe him, but that had come up empty.

“There’s nothing I need in this life but you,” he’d said.

That was romantic and all, but it didn’t help with my gift-buying dilemma.

I went to the boots store, but they didn’t have anything that seemed special enough.

There was a great pair that I’d have liked for myself. Such soft leather and the perfect fit but, for once, I was thinking about shopping for someone else instead of myself, so I went back to the office.

I had nothing to do, so I grabbed the paper clips. I hooked one over the other to join them together.

I had three days left, and I was still empty-handed. I couldn’t give the rest of the pack gifts and not Kisho. And I couldn’t give him something lame, like aftershave or chocolates. I’d googled “gift ideas for vampires”, but that came up with nothing. You’d think the internet could be more helpful.

I sat at my desk, making a list: “things Kisho likes”.

So far, I had me, coffee, cleaning. That was a pretty shit list. And I was a shit girlfriend for writing such a shit list. This Christmas was fast becoming a situation in which I’d be judged and found wanting.

My paper clip chain now reached the floor. That was the only productive thing I’d done today. Well, actually, it wasn’t all that productive, since it made the paper clips harder to use, but at least I’d done something.

I couldn’t even ask anyone for help, because I’d already asked them and had only gotten really annoying answers. I needed better friends. Saying stuff like “he’ll like anything you give him” did not help at all.

Nic was even worse, with his snarky suggestions.

Maybe I could buy him a maid costume. He’d looked super cute that time he’d dressed up as a maid in Tokyo. That maid costume had appeared in several of my sexual fantasies about Kisho.

I guessed buying Kisho something he’d hate would defeat the purpose, even if it was something I wanted him to have.

I’d asked Nic, and I’d asked Luis and Shelley. I’d asked the trainees, and I’d even rung Portia Manchelli to get her opinion. She’d been the worst. As soon as she mentioned Rolex, I’d hung up. I didn’t have that kind of money, and I doubted Kisho wanted an expensive watch, although he did wear a few pieces of jewelry.

I reached for more paper clips, but I’d used them all. This chain was super-long now. I could use it as a Christmas decoration.

Then I remembered, I had one friend who might help. He might even help with jewelry.

Timon. That little scamp. I bet now that the danger was over, he’d returned to his stall at the market.

I ran downstairs and jumped into my Mustang. Hells, there was a parking ticket under the windscreen wiper. I jumped back out and screwed that thing up. Merry fucking Christmas indeed.

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