I thought maybe I would sift through some old prompts and dig up one or two that maybe you might - or might not - remember...this one always makes me giggle. What do you think?
The soft knock at the motel room door set off the horn on the tiny moped again.
Hunter chuckled under his breath. “Relax.”
Shaking his head, Hunter swung the door open. “Amie.”
“What the hell is going on?” The petite blonde staring at him from the sidewalk looked ready to spit fire. Which would have been amusing if she couldn’t really do it.
As it were, dragon shifters could do that…and much more.
Hunter shrugged, pointed at the moped.
Amie’s eyebrows almost reached her hairline. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Oh yeah. Dominick is going to have a stroke when he’s back.”
“Who did this?”
“Jasmine.” Hunter grinned. “She didn’t take it well when Dom told her about me.”
Amie rolled her eyes. “And you called me…” She angled her head to look up at Hunter, not intimidated by his size in the least.
“Sis…you’re a nurse. And better at magick than I am. I figured if anyone could help us, it would be you.”
She snorted at the compliment.
Amie’s eyebrows rose further as she stared at the moped. She cocked her head. “Cute little thing.”
Hunter stifled the laugh. It wouldn’t do to get himself in trouble. He turned to look at the scooter again, clamping his teeth down on the inside of his lip to stop the giggle fit he could feel coming on.
It really was cute. Soft purple with a pure white seat and trim, and a rainbow decal on the front fender. Hunter pressed his lips tight and nodded.
She sighed. “All right, let’s see what I can do.” Amie walked around the scooter, skimming her fingers over the soft leather seat.
Hunter’s eyes narrowed as he took a step forward. He didn’t realize the low rumbling growl was his until her eyes rounded in fear.
She took a step back, her hands held in the air between them. She cleared her throat. “Mind shifting back to human, brother?”
He blinked once, changing back with ease. “Sorry.”
“You’re so pretty when you’re jealous,” Amie teased.
It was his turn to snort. “Shut up and fix this.” Hunter waved a hand towards the moped.
“You know what I mean.”
She chuckled, then snapped her fingers. A slight rush of wind swept the room and the moped vanished.
And in its place stood Hunter’s lover.
Dominick stumbled a bit as he suddenly found himself with legs again…instead of wheels. His slight frame looked worn from the trauma of having been turned into a scooter by a fuming ex-girlfriend.
Hunter couldn’t help the flash of heat as he took a quick inventory of his lover’s body. Pale skin, smooth and hairless – more like an eighteen year-old’s than the twenty-seven he really was - stretched taut over corded muscle. His white-blond hair stood in disarray and those deep blue eyes snapped with anger.
Dominick recovered quick enough, clothing himself with a whispered spell. Dominick’s face held mutiny and Hunter had seen that look before. “I am going to kill that bitch.”
Amie grinned, opened the door to the motel room, and waved as she left. “You boys have fun.”
Hunter barely nodded at her farewell. He had to keep his attention on his lover, or he’d take off after Jasmine. Dominick’s eyes were a deep molten blue, proof that his anger was beginning to overwhelm the sprite. “You won’t need to go find her.”
Dominick snarled at Hunter. “I am not going to let her get away with that.”
“Who said she got away with it?”
Dominick paused in his tracks, one hand on the door handle. “What do you mean?”
“Simply because I couldn’t undo her spell, doesn’t mean I can’t do magick.”
“I know that.”
“And you thought I would let her leave after what she pulled?”
Dominick stared at Hunter over his shoulder, one blond eyebrow creeping up along with the corner of his mouth. “What did you do?”
Hunter smiled, jerking his thumb in the direction of a chair stashed off to the side. “I think we should see if it can hold two grown men fucking.”
Dominick’s hand slid from the door and he advanced on the chair, assessing the dark wood and cream cushions. His eyes glittered with suppressed humor. “Maybe break her in, eh?”
Hunter grinned. “That’s what I’m thinking.”