“He’s not here yet,” I complain, trying to get in his way.
“I’ll wait,” Eros says, pushing past me.
I’m about to rush to my desk and get security to get him out of here when the elevator chimes and Cupio comes strolling into the office with two coffees in hand. The smile he had on his face falls as he looks at the two of us.
“Eros?” he questions.
“Father.” Eros clears his throat and glares at me. “I’d like to talk to you.”
Cupio nods his head, barely noting my existence, putting my coffee on my desk and leading his son into his office.
So much for having a great day today. If this is what I get for telling Cookie good morning, I’m never speaking to her again.
I sit at my desk and wait for the inevitable. Whatever happiness Cupio was working toward is surely about to be ripped away by his selfish, immature son.
“This one?” I ask, holding out the salacious, glittery black dress against my body.
“She’ll love it,” Love says with a huge smile on her face.
“Are we done yet?” Death says, sitting in the high back leather chair like some demonic prince.
“Pardon me for trying to find my happily ever after, you selfish prick.”
Death sighs, rolling his eyes before closing them and resting the back of his head against the chair.
“Ignore him. He’s happy for you,” Love says, looking at the hem of the dress. “That will hit right around her ankles. It’s perfect.”
“You think she’ll like wearing something from my realm?”
“Honestly, Ladybird has never really fit in at Cupidale. This dress might be more her than anything she’s ever worn before.”
“She is magnificent. Did I tell you I went down on her in the bathroom at L&T?”
“Yes, Gloom, only about fifteen times.”
“I also licked the tip of your fearless leader’s cock, too.”
Love sighs and nods her head. “You’re a very lucky reaper.”
“I am, aren’t I?” I say with a grin, putting the dress next to the suit I’m buying for the event. “Are the RSVPs rolling in?”
Love bounces on her heels and pulls out a long scroll that automatically updates as soon as someone RSVPs.
“Eight hundred and thirty-two cupids, four hundred and twelve reapers, one Krampus, thirty-eight nymphs, and two lady lucks.” I whistle and Love nods her head rapidly. “I know. It’s going to be huge. I can’t believe it was my idea.”
“It’s because you’re brilliant, baby,” Death praises her, finally seeming in a good mood.
“I didn’t think Head Cupid would go for something like this, but he did,” Love says, glancing back down at the responses.
“He’s a good man,” I say, clearing my throat and browsing through the ties. I mean, we all might as well match since we’re going to this event together.
“You like him not because he’s a package deal with Ladybird, right?” Love asks, and my mouth automatically gapes open. I don’t like the suggestion one bit. Before I can even answer, Love shakes her head. “I’m just asking because ever since I became a cupid, I saw how lonely he was. The man in charge of the realm filled with love was the loneliest of them all. I didn’t mean it to attack you, Gloom. I know you’re not a malicious person. I’ve always wanted to find Cupio his love match, and it’s crazy that one of them has been his assistant for years and another is one of my best friends.”
I sit there for a moment and let the accusation slide away; I know she didn’t mean it like that. Love just wants everyone to be happy and find their perfect match.
“I really do like him. He’s sweet, gentle, and different from anyone else I’ve ever met. My pull to Ladybird is wild and magnetic, but my pull to Cupio is calm and seductive.”
Love smiles at me, tears welling in her eyes.
