Friday, June 13, 2014
Love & Loss
Penelope locked the door to the Gazette and hefted her bag higher on her shoulder for the walk to her car. Since the start of her friend Ziva’s pregnancy, she’d been sharing the closing duties with Nick to give him more time with his mate.
The extra time in the evening gave her time off in the morning to read, relax and worry about Burgess, her missing lover. Her penquino had taken off months ago on a job and had yet to return.
His loss was taking its toll on Daniel, their third, who was spending more time as a mink than a man. She could appreciate his withdrawal. The penguin shaped hole Burgess had left in their life was killing her…literally.
PeaParrots like her did not thrive when a mate was lost, and though there was no proof that Burgess was dead, her body had stopped listening to her brain.
Penelope leaned against the car and looked to the forest surrounding the town. It wouldn’t be long before her raptor revolted. She’d revert to her animal form and take to the trees, searching out the perfect crevice to curl into and die.
She’d thought her domme lifestyle would have protected her from this end, but she’d underestimated love, true and beautifully blue, love. Damn.
“Christ, Rafe, there’s something wrong with her.” Burgess pulled at the arm tightening around his throat, determined to get to his woman. “Let go!”
“Sorry, man, no can do. We just need a few more days to wrap up your part of this.”
“No!” he wheezed, growing light-headed at his lack of oxygen. “Let me go to her, now.”
“I can’t. Sorry, Burg, I’m sorry…”
Black dots filled his vision, eliminating reality slowly and leaving him with a sense of foreboding. Even his buddy’s words didn’t help.
“I’ll keep her safe, man. I promise.”
No one could keep her as safe as he could, unless he was out cold.
Have a wonderful weekend!