Fated Healing [Kindred of Arcadia 5] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Alanea Alder Read Free Book Online Page A

his mate kisses.
    “You’re right. I’ll have to get you something extra special inside.” Claybourne nodded to the entrance
    down the street to Bobbles and Things.
    “You’re so good to me,” Felix said and they walked into the store.
    “Congratulations you two!” A happy voice called out. Felix looked up and saw Rian beaming at them
    from behind the counter.
    “Thanks, Rian. Wow, this place looks different. You’ve done a great job.” Claybourne turned around to
    stare at the store.
    Felix had only been in the store once before Rian and Damian began running the place, but he had to
    admit it did look marvelous. Before, it had been slightly dark and dingy, the only color coming from the
    brightest candy containers. But Rian had used the different-colored candies to create a childhood fantasy.
    Felix felt his mouth watering.
    “So, gentleman, what will it be? We only have one more box of ‘Screw You’ chocolate, Damian and I
    sent the rest of it to Ashby to be used for ice cream toppings. He was so excited. Gilberton never allowed
    him in the store so this is the first time he’s able to offer gourmet chocolate at the parlor,” Rian said breezily.
    “What is ‘Screw You’ chocolate?” Claybourne asked.
    Felix turned to his mate. “It was the order that Gilberton used to lure Kent and Sebastian downstairs.
    Rian returned the money to the pride and decided to give away the chocolate. I hope that old bastard is
    spinning in his grave.”
    “I go out there once a week to sprinkle rainbow-colored glitter on his grave,” Rian said. Both Felix and
    Claybourne turned to Rian.
    “That bastard gave me a hard time for years. It should say something when your own family doesn’t
    claim your body. He was buried in a generic plot in the town cemetery since no one wanted to pay for the
    burial.”
    “Rian, that can’t be healthy,” Claybourne said, sounding concerned.
    Rian waved him off. “I’m only doing it throughout Gay Pride month, I’m not obsessed or anything. I
    could honestly be spending my time doing scandalous things up at Purgatory instead,” he said, sighing.
    “In that case. I owe my mate some treats. Before we go home for cooking lessons.” Claybourne looked
    around the shop. Felix gasped and clutched his chest. Claybourne ignored him.
    Felix stumbled back against the counter before turning dramatically to Rian. “My mate hates me. First,
    he tries to starve me, now, torture!” He collapsed his upper body over the counter into his arms.
    “Oh you poor thing!” Rian comforted Felix who continued a litany of injustices.
    “I don’t know how he’s going to teach me to cook. There’s no food in the house.” Felix stood up,
    pretending to wipe his eyes.
    “What about this one? It’s a variety pack?” Claybourne asked, pointing to the last box of the ‘Screw
    You’ chocolate, having completely ignored Felix’s high drama.
    Immediately Felix stopped his dramatic act and sidled up to his mate. “Yup, that would be perfect. Can
    you feed them to me in bed?” he asked coyly.
    “You are such a brat.” Claybourne clucked his tongue and walked past him to the checkout. Felix did
    not like being ignored. Not one bit.
    When the transaction was complete Claybourne nodded to Rian and started walking toward the door.
    “Don’t forget we need to go to the clinic to pick up your Niagara pills before going home.” Felix turned
    to Rian who was staring at him. He dropped his voice to a conspiratorial whisper.
    “Shifter Viagra. He’s getting older, you know. Bye now.” He waved to Rian and waltzed right past his
    mate who was staring at him in shocked horror. He wasn’t thirty seconds outside the door before he was
    flipped over his mate’s shoulder again. This time he was being marched with purpose toward the clinic.
    “You know if you take me to the clinic it will only reinforce the rumor you need Niagara,” he said in a
    singsong voice.
    “You are the most impossible man I have