Ari’s moving into matchmaker mode. I know, that’s not surprising. You know, BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT SHE DOES!
The list of things Ari needed to get done for her Yay for hook-ups! party sat in front of her. She had the food planned, the entertainment in place, and the guest list set.
Mostly.
The final line of her list mocked her and she scowled at it, hoping it would take the hint and magically fill itself in.
Lon, her hairy sasquatch friend, didn’t have a date.
Given that this party was to celebrate her success as a matchmaker to the supernatural set, that was unacceptable.
She wasn’t about to call up any old person and rope them into coming. Lon deserved better than that. He deserved someone who wanted to be with him.
Someone who like a little extra hair and soulful looks.
Someone who he’d shown an interest in.
Letting loose a growl, Ari abandoned her list and went to the window to watch Liam chop wood. Gleaming muscles and a swinging cock always got her blood flowing. Not to her brain, or anything, but it did run hotter whenever she looked at him.
Fuck. She knew what she needed to do.
[show-book title=”Operation Sasquatch”]
Until next week!
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