A Frost spirit who runs a coffee shop. A Cupid who works as a divorce lawyer. And magic in the air ... Raine’s never been a conventional Cupid. He likes organization, his job as a successful lawyer, and black coffee, and he dislikes messiness, physical and emotional. He tries hard not to use his powers, because he’d rather not manipulate anyone’s desires, and he’s not planning to fall in love himself -- and he wouldn’t trust it if someone fell in love with him. But the owner of Raine’s favorite coffee shop is endlessly patient, kind even in the face of sarcasm, and an artist with flavors and window decorations ... and he could even challenge Raine’s resolutions about love. Don enjoys his life. Even though he’s a Frost, he finds comfort in giving people warmth: good coffee, a cozy refuge from the rain, holiday decorations, and overall cheer. But one gorgeous Cupid seems immune to Don’s cheerfulness -- and he keeps coming back, day after day. Fortunately, Don’s always liked a challenge, and now he’s determined to make Raine smile at least once ... and he’s discovering that Raine’s sarcasm hides a generous and lonely heart, keeping the world at bay. And if Don and Raine can learn to trust each other -- with new coffee flavors, with their hopes for the future, and with their hearts -- the Frost and the Cupid just might find their own magical happy ending.

Frost and Raine

Don shut the top drawer, and came to join him.


The sheets were decadent and smooth. Raine’s skin was decadent and smooth too, celebrations of freckle-stars and expanses of fiery ink. Don touched his hip, his stomach. “You’ve lost weight.”


“I’ve been running a lot,” Raine said. “And out on the bike. As a distraction. I do eat.”


“Might have to feed you coffee bread in bed. I didn’t know you could even put coffee into bread.” He trailed fingers over Raine’s chest. His cock ached with need, with the desire to sink into Raine’s heat and bring them together and make sure Raine knew it all, how much Don loved him, how much Don wanted to fill every empty space with that love.


His whole body ached with that need, a vast exquisite love so sharp-edged and bright it was nearly painful. He wanted Raine to feel it all with him; he thought, fingers stroking the edges of flame, that he would spend a lifetime showing his Cupid that feeling.


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