Page 26 of A Reaper's Devotion
Willow.
Whenever he saw her, he’d find a reason to talk to her.If he saw her grocery shopping, he’d make an excuse to go grocery shopping himself.Even if he had a house full of food.Yes, there were times he filled his parents’ kitchen cupboards, coming up with the excuse that he had seen some bargains he couldn’t turn his back on.No one questioned him.They all believed him.But it was all because of Willow, his favorite person.
“I’ve got something to ask you,” he said, pulling away.
Her lips were red and swollen from his kisses.“Anything.”
“Will you be my date on Halloween night?”
“Yes.”
And with that, he kissed her and carried her upstairs.He didn’t make love to her, instead he kissed every inch of her body, learning what she liked, and per Willow’s request, she learned his body as well.
He couldn’t get enough of her hands on him, and he doubted he ever would.
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Willow was not nervousat all.
Only, Cyrus had waited until this morning to drop the bombshell that they were going to eat at his parents’ house this weekend.
She liked his parents.Charlie and Adele Tistleton were two lovely people.She had even met Ray, Cyrus’s brother, but she hadn’t been too sure about him.He seemed—and this was putting it mildly—like a bit of a dick.
Ray always seemed to have a frown on his face, at least whenever she had seen him.He just never had a happy face.She’d been polite to him, and Ray would just ignore her.
Staring at the monitors, she reached for her sweater and quickly pulled it over her head.Cyrus had to get to this building and repair the heating.She was frozen, and it wasn’t long before she had also pulled on a main jacket, gloves, and a scarf to keep warm.Her nose was so cold, and she checked through all the monitors.
Her latest story was coming along perfectly.Of course it was a small-town romance.She loved small towns, and growing up in one was always the perfect excuse to write more of them.This time, the main hero has been in town all his life, never settled down, and seemed a bit of a player, but that is because he was waiting for that one woman to see him.In her book, it’s the mousy town librarian, who spends all her time in a book, rather than looking at him.
Of course, the moment he realizes what he has to do, there was going to be a lot of sex.She enjoyed writing sex scenes, but she loved building up the romance and the storyline.There always had to be a storyline, and in her current story there was a stalker.
Halloween was fast approaching, with the leaves turning bright reds and golden yellows.The town shops were also filling their windows with endless Halloween displays.Ghouls, goblins, witches, ghosts, and all manner of Halloween-themed characters were on display.She loved Halloween.It was why her mother always insisted on her decorating the house.Also, she grabbed tons of candy.The key was to have lots and lots of candy for the kids, and to sneak a piece for herself from time to time.It was just good fun.
She didn’t like scary Halloween.You would not find her in front of a horror movie on Halloween, but something cute, childish, and just plain fun.That is definitely where you would find her.
The door to the main room opened, and she turned to see Old Sheriff Billy.She offered him a smile.
“Hey there, girl,” he said.“I got you some hot coffee.I figured that would help warm you up.Cyrus said he’d be here as soon as possible, and he sent me ahead to check and make sure you’re still toasty warm.”
She laughed but accepted the hot coffee.Wrapping her fingers around the cup, she was enjoying the heat.
Old Sheriff Billy let out a whoop.“Damn, it is cold.”
“Yeah, it is.”
“So, anything I and the boys need to be worried about?”he asked.
“So far, so good.Tourists are arriving.Some are leaving.It’s a slow time of the year, which I know is odd, with the hotels fully booked.It’s all looking good.Nothing bad.”
He looked at the monitors and nodded his head.“How are you doing?”he asked.“Are you good?”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“Do you like this job?”
Willow laughed.“It’s a good job and I like to feel I am helping, even if it is just a little.”She held her fingers together.
He put his hands on her shoulders.“You’re helping, sweetheart.Trust me, you’re helping.”He pulled away.
