Page 32 of Sparks Flying

We really were true mates.

“You’re a beautiful yellow, like sunshine. But I’m just a boring old brown.”

There was nothing boring about him, but I didn’t say that.

“We can’t be together. It doesn’t make sense. In what world does yellow and brown match? Tell me just one thing in the natural world that’s yellow and brown.

I shrugged. “A bee.”

“Yellow and black.”

“A flower?”

“Not unless it’s dying.”

I didn’t think he was right. What about a sunflower? Was that sort of yellow and brown? I didn’t mention it because I needed to fact check myself on it first. Not wanting to feel stupid with my answer.

A giraffe popped into my mind. I was pretty sure it was yellow with brown spots. Or were they black?

“Pee and poop,” I finally blurted out.

He gave me a funny look and then broke out into the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen, and I knew this was the smile that could mend a broken heart or fix anything in life. This was the smile others talked about when they spoke of him. It was like truly seeing him for the first time.

“That’s a pretty shitty combination, don’t you think?”

I snorted, trying not to laugh, then gave up.

“It’s a crappy one for sure.”

He started laughing and flashed me another of those heart melting smiles.

When he tried to sit up, he grabbed his head and cried out in pain.

“Try not to move,” I scolded.

Carefully, I moved his head into my lap and stroked his hair. It was just as soft as his feathers had been.

He looked up and grinned. “I like this view.”

I blushed, suddenly realizing I was still naked and so was he.

Gulping, I dared a look at him. I had to admit, I really liked the view too.

He closed his eyes. “Your touch helps.”

So I sat there, lightly stroking his hair some more.

“Gracie will be back soon.”

“Gracie? You met Gracie?”

“Yeah, she was flying and saw me carrying you out of the woods. I was trying to get you help but I guess seeing a raven in a wolf’s mouth may have freaked her out some.”

“You tried to eat me?”

“No. But I was in my wolf form and needed to carry you somehow.”

“I bet that was a sight to see.”

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