Page 5 of Wishes and Research

I thought it was a reasonable request but the police officer rolled his eyes. “For fuck’s sake, fix the forest, guys. This is ridiculous. We’re going to end up with more fucked-up reviews.”

Hmm.

“That’s what brought me here. Do you know you seem to have a fascinating new species of beetles?” The way he rolled his eyes said he had not been aware of that information.

For whatever reason, that broke the dam on the confused old men and they all started talking at once.

“He doesn’t know what kind of little he is.”

“Don’t forget the ponies, but we don’t understand why people want to go in circles.”

“Do you think he’s that middle one? He had grilled cheese for lunch.”

I tuned them out as they just kept going and focused on the police officer, who was still shaking his head. “Do you see my problem?”

I was hoping someone did because I hadn’t found my beetles yet…or finished my lunch…or figured out what horses and food had in common…besides orgasms.

Chapter 2

Fraser

I’d managed to sneak in during the what kind of little are you discussion, but I knew I couldn’t hide from Talon for long. He was technically not a mage or a dragon, but he noticed more than the average human.

So I was pretty sure he was something, but that discussion would have to wait.

He’d found me.

“For fuck’s sake. Why didn’t you tell the bug doctor you could help him?” Talon’s glare made me want to laugh, which was not his goal, so I behaved myself. “And why didn’t you save him from these idiots?”

“Um, because it was funny?” No one liked that answer. Half were frustrated, half were confused, and Talon was back to rolling his eyes. “And the bug doctor was being nice and ignoring most of the ridiculousness. I didn’t want to interrupt his lunch.”

I was with the crazy old coots on that one, though.

Giving wide eyes to tomato soup and grilled cheese meant he was some kind of little.

“Then you showed up before I could decide when I was going to butt in.” I hadn’t been able to figure out if he’d needed saving yet. He was either really good at ignoring nosy old people or he honestly had no idea what they were talking about.

The cute bug doctor just sighed and went back to eating.

He was going to fit right in.

Talon still seemed like he was going to murder me, though. “I was busy making sure no one walked in on them having sex and then I had to come over here to fix something you could’ve handled. Be a fucking grown-up for once.”

He’d learned to fit in too.

Turning around and mumbling something about Daddies who needed common sense, Talon barely turned to call over his shoulder as he marched out the door. “Leave the bug doctor alone or he’ll make sure you all end up with bedbugs and I’ll help him.”

That had everyone going silent except the bug doctor.

He giggled.

Yep, little.

So the nosy bastards were right…but what kind was he?

I still wasn’t sure and I was back to thinking that the bug cutie had no idea what anyone was talking about. So my guess was that he had no idea he wasn’t vanilla…but did he know he wasn’t straight?

I’d been watching him for a couple of days and still couldn’t tell.

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