Hi and welcome to the re-release of my paranormal romance, Brush with Catastrophe! This is the second book in the Aloysius Tales after Spell Cat . It’s a friends to lover story about a young witch who falls for his best friend and thinks he’s –human! He also has to save the world — with a paintbrush and a cat!! Be sure to enter to WIN!! Keep reding.
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around? Really handsome. Tall with long hair.”
been out of it, haven’t you?”
do you mean?”
down the sidewalk.
smiling exactly like the painting, was a guy. Mr. Gorgeous. In the painting
he’d been tall and lean, but in motion his walk was like music in human form.
His baggy jeans tightened over hard thighs as he moved, and they outlined a
package that looked better than a birthday present to Sammy. How-dy.
Chen.”
the wind caught the nearly shoulder-length hair and tossed it back from his
perfect face. Ears! Pointed ears. Only one guy had ’em. “Alvish?” It couldn’t
be. But those ears didn’t lie.
months before had been inches shorter than Sammy, now looked down on him by an
inch or more. “Hi, guys. How was summer?”
open. “Summer, hells! What happened to you?”
muscular shoulders. “I kind of had a growth spurt.”
didn’t recognize you. I mean, aren’t you twenty? Who grows that much at twenty?
You only came up to my chin last semester. And”—Sammy waved at the masterpiece
in front of him—“and weren’t your eyes brown?”
huh?”
his attraction to his friend every day of their acquaintance, but Alvish used
to be a skinny, short guy with big, pointed ears. Hence the nickname. Now Sammy
wanted to start at Alvish’s toes and lick his way to the tops of those ears in
one huge orgy of oral gratification. This new Alvish was so hot Sammy held his
art case in front of his crotch, trying not to spill the beans… or whatever
else was inclined to spill. And this transformation was also damned strange.
class again. He needed to get his brush in his hand and forget everything for
an hour. Alvish and Chen fell in beside him. Chen was in his class. The guy
loved to paint, even if his life was planned around numbers. Alvish studied
history and was Dr. Barth’s fair-haired boy. But the history building was on
the way to the art department so he hung with them.
Alvish. “So, Alvish, what did it feel like growing so fast? Even your hair
grew, man.”
ask you guys a favor? I guess I never told you. I don’t much like the name
Alvin. And since I kind of grew into my ears, I thought I might change to my
middle name. Would that be okay?”
tough to get used to, but I can try. What’s the name?”
new, improved Alvish riding his ass with what was likely his new and improved
cock almost sent Sammy into an orgasm.
him. “You all right?”
“Sure. I thought of something I need to do later.” That would be to get away
from this dream walking, can’t-ever-have-him friend before he blew in his
jeans.
cocked his head. “You’re so talented.”
Sammy’s heart had to slow down, or he’d pass out. “Thanks. That means a lot.”
looked up with a soft expression. “You mean coming from a dumb historian who
doesn’t know a palette knife from a fork?”
I mean coming from you. My friend.”
go out with Lucien, Sammy.”
background check on him, but I probably know as much about him as I do you.”
looked at his feet. “Point taken.” The green eyes flashed up. “But I think he’s
cheating on you.”
walked over to the kitchen counter, picked up a glass, filled it from the faucet,
and drank.
wanted to beat him over the head. “Come on. Tell me what you mean. Stop
stalling.”
can’t prove it, but I’ve talked to a couple of people who seem to have a
relationship with him and seem to think they are somehow special to him.”
couldn’t catch his breath. “Well, we’re not exclusive or anything. I don’t have
any claims on him.”
scratched Al, who was purring so loudly that Sammy could hear it clearly. “Is
that true? Or has he implied that you’re his boyfriend?”
exactly.”
think you deserve better, Sams. I think you can do better.”
when you have an unlimited supply of tits to drool over.” Sammy crossed his
arms. Maybe they’d protect his heart. “I haven’t had a real boyfriend in over a
year, and even that one wasn’t serious. I’m lonely, damn it. I want to be with
someone, and Lucien is smart and funny and charming, and he seems to like me a
lot.” He spread his arms wide. “Is that so unbelievable? That a gorgeous guy
like that could actually go for a skinny scarecrow like me?” He could feel his
ears getting hot, and hurt stored over years poured out of him. “Maybe that’s
why you think he’s cheating. You can’t believe he could want me!”
stared at him, his eyes shiny. “That’s not true. I’d never feel that way. I
think anyone with a brain would want you.”
there must be a lot of dumb people!” Sammy’s breath came hard. Shit, he was
attacking his best friend. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I know you don’t think
that.” He ran a hand through his hair. He probably really looked like that
scarecrow now. “Look, he’s going to be here soon. I promise I’ll ask him. I
will. Okay?”
frowned. “I’m worried about you.”
know. I don’t understand why, but I know you are. I’ll talk to him.”
better go unless you want to ask him yourself.”
I’ll go.” Ryder walked to the door and turned. He extricated Al from his neck
and handed him to Sammy. “I care what happens to you. I care…. I wish…. Hell,
be careful.” He opened the door and walked out, then closed the door behind
him.
collapsed onto the couch, still holding Al against his chest, and threw his
head back. “Why the fuck does this have to be so hard? Why can’t I just have a boyfriend?”
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