redeeming cupid 01 - struck by eros by windrow jenn

Author:windrow, jenn [windrow, jenn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: MuseItUp Publishing
Published: 2016-07-07T22:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Schoolyard Bully with Mommy Issues

Opened books with purple sticky notes stuck in various places littered my living room floor, and printed Internet searches covered the surface of the coffee table. Grayson had taken over the electronic portion of our search, and I had gone through the books. After four hours of scouring every story about Cupid we could find, the only thing we had learned was that he was an evil fucker.

Not that I didn’t know that already.

And seriously, whoever thought to use him as the embodiment of love really needed to do their research. Cute baby in a diaper with a harmless bow and arrow that shoots people and makes them fall in love? My ass. More like a schoolyard bully with a short man complex and mommy issues.

A book lay open in my lap, and I played with the end of my ponytail, making a little mustache above my lip. Grayson chuckled from his overly relaxed position on the couch, a piece of paper in his hands.

“Find something?” I sat straighter, stretching the kinks out of back from hours on the floor.

“Reading all this reminded me of my mom’s nickname for me.” He placed the paper on the couch next to him. “She used to call me her little Greek god.”

I rolled my eyes so far back into my head it actually hurt. “Now I know where your over-inflated ego comes from.”

He held up his arm and flexed his very god-like muscles. “If the nickname fits.”

I tossed my pencil at his head, but he reached up and snagged it out of the air before it made contact. “Stop playing around. We need to get you out of here before Len wakes up, and we’re not any closer to finding anything.”

“Maybe we’re going about this the wrong way.” He stood and paced around the couch, slamming his hand into his fist with each new step. “Maybe Cupid isn’t the connection with all of this, maybe it’s something about us.”

“Something in our past that stuck us together?” I tossed the book in my lap on the table.

Grayson clapped his hands together. “Exactly. Where were you when the arrow struck?”

The infamous day that changed my world, along with one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. “At the theater with Len.” I shifted my legs so I sat cross-legged on the floor. “We were twenty minutes into Wicked, then zing, the arrow pierced my backside. I remember jumping up, startled, and when I looked down a metallic gold arrow was just sticking out of my butt.” I rubbed at the spot, remembering the pain. “Len grabbed my hand and pulled me back down, embarrassed I was causing a scene. I asked if he saw the arrow, he shushed me, gave me a look that had “lunatic” written all over it, pulled me back in my seat, and refocused on the play.”

The next part of my story made my heart jump like a kid in a bounce house: the memory of trying to focus on something other than the urge to leave Len and search for what was missing.

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