My Bday Surprise!

As I trudge down the walkway towards my workplace, I reflect on how this is supposed to be my birthday. No one should have to go to work on the anniversary of the day they were born. It should be declared a national holiday for at least one, right? No such luck. Well, there is no help for it; bills need to be paid, so in I go.

Halfway into the building it begins to sleet and I race the last few steps towards the entrance of the building before I get wet. As I close the door behind me, I lean back against it and give a sigh of relief. I made it before any harm was done. It seems this is not going to be my day. I can only imagine the workload that is waiting for me. It is then that I notice that a puddle of water surrounds the cubicle that I call my office. I want to cry. There is water raining down from the ceiling, onto my chair and the floor that surrounds it. Luckily, that does not include my computer, or the tasks that were piled up beside it for me to do. Those things are safe, which means I will be able to work, but from where?

Eniko,” my boss’ assistant waves to me from the other end of the building to catch my attention.

I frown, but say nothing, as I have found it is something safer that way. I might be feeling borderline schizoid today, but I am not quite ready to blow quite yet. I walk to where she is standing, and she smiles nervously at me, as she points to the door of an actual office that no one ever uses.

You will be working in here today because of the water problem over your work area.”

What else can go wrong is the first question I ask myself. Well, maybe out of sight will mean out of mind will play a factor with the staff and I will actually get some work done. I am about to find out. I open the door ever so slightly, poke my head into the room, and do a double take. The room is partially hidden by a screen of flowering vines that strikes a memory in me of another place and time. There is soft music flowing through the air, and the scent of pine mixed with that of the exotic flowers. I grin and wonder if anyone else knows about this. I check, looking from one side to another. No one is watching to see what I am doing, or for a reaction from me. They are more concerned with the leak in the ceiling where I would normally work.

Star-Flower

I walk up to the flowers and close my eyes in ecstasy as I take a deep breath in to catch their fragrance. It is heavily mixed with pine, but the sense that I have smelled them before lingers in my mind. Ah yes! Star Flowers! Remember where I smelled them before? Check it out here.

I stand straight, remove my coat and stop short, as someone from behind me covers my eyes with a hand. I gasp loudly, as I am pressed back against a chest that feels like marble. My coat falls from my fingers, as a soft baritone voice flows through my mind, and the touch of breath tickles my ear.

You must not peek, my lady, or you will ruin your birthday surprise.

I feel suddenly giddy, as I wonder who could have arranged this so neatly, and for some reason I am not at all frightened. I can tell this person will not hurt me. I smile as he guides me around the wall that hid the rest of the room, and I get the impression we are not alone. We come to a stop, and he once again whispers against my ear. “Brace yourself, it will seem very bright in the room at first. You will take a few moments to get used to the difference. If you feel you need extra support, know I am here for you. All you need to do is say something and I will come to your aid.

It may be for the best if you don’t go too far,” I agreed.

The man takes his hands away from my eyes and, he is right, I am momentarily blinded by the sunlight in the room as it shines brightly through the windows. There is only forest out there though; again I can only wonder how that happened. I turn to ask, but the words die on my lips as I take in the scene before me. The walls are a light blue marble, the furniture rich and so comfortable looking. There are potted plants everywhere, looking like they were place indiscriminately around, yet they belonged where they sat. I look further and there is a man reclining on a couch in an alcove, as he watches me. Then he smiles widely as if inviting me closer.

Welcome Eniko, and Happy Birthday. We were told from a reliable source that this is a very special day for you,” the man on the couch addresses me. Something tells me he isn’t what he appears to be. He has done something to disguise his body, but not by much.

His hair is blond, his eyes a greyish blue, his chest… Oh yes, his chest… it is naked to the eyes, and I feast upon it. He is wearing trousers and a cape that is clamped at his throat with a jewelled catch. His arms are decorated with golden cuffs, decorated in Elven scroll. That is what I am sensing about him, he is an Elf, but his ears are missing their points. I wonder why.

Come sit with me, my name is Alexyndhe, and I will remove the glamour I placed on my ears, so you know what is real, and what is not.” He spoke.

Within moments the points appear on his ears, and I find myself drawn to him. I sit on the couch beside him and reach out to touch the edges of his ears. “They are real,” I breathe out in awe.

I look at Alexyndhe and his eyes are closed, even as his lips are parted as if in ecstasy. He sighs softly as I remove my hand and his voice rumbles with passion as he makes his objection known. “Don’t stop, your touch is like the softest of silk. It is sweet, and my soul yearns for more of the same.

The second Elf comes laden with glasses and a carafe filled with wine, and then places it all on a small table before us. His voice is smooth and warm , “My name is Cyran. Is there anything else we can do for you on this day?

Anything?” I can hear a slight squeak in my voice, and it has a wobble to it that doesn’t belong to me. Cyran is slightly darker than the first, his eyes are green, and his dark hair flows over his shoulders in silken sheaths. I feel a need to touch it, to feel the texture run over my fingers.

As my hand reaches for him, he steps closer, and my fingers come into contact with the skin on his chest. He feels like he is made of marble, just as I thought Alexyndhe’s chest was when I saw it. I look back at the light Elf and he takes my second hand into his, to place it upon his chest, as he smiles gently and speaks in a quiet manner. “On this day, anything you want can be yours.

Anything?” My voice quivers, and it sounds breathless even to me as I repeat the word in a questing manner.

Anything,” Cyran confirms. “We are at your command, and your wish is our desire.

Am I glad I went to work today!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Don’t ask what happened next, because I don’t kiss and tell. Besides… I know you have good imaginations and you know me 😉

My many thanks to the reliable source, you know me too well XOXO

Can you guess who was the reliable source? Tell me in the comments and you are entered to win a $5 Amazon GC, my gift to you. Sexy Mr. Random will let me know who wins after 3pm EST on Sunday, November 26, 2017.

Until next time read a book, listen to a book and don’t forget to show your love by leaving a review!

Advertisements

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 377 other followers

Follow SEELKs fire & ice on WordPress.com

past chats

November 2017
M T W T F S S
« Oct   Dec »
 12345
6789101112
13141516171819
20212223242526
27282930  

Blogs I Follow

Sweet & Spicy Reads

Avid Readears • Romance Bloggers • Book Lovers

kirilson photography

the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa

Ailish Sinclair

Stories and photos from Scotland

Heather Rainier

Erotic Romance Author

Angel Reviews

My honest reviews always.

Thought Catalog

Thought Catalog is a digital youth culture magazine dedicated to your stories and ideas.

Author T.M. Witko

Multigenre author of Adult Romances, Crime Fiction, Mysteries & Thrillers, Paranormal Young Adult, and Native American Fiction

The Dragonfire Novels

Bestselling Paranormal Romances Featuring Dragon Shifter Heroes by Deborah Cooke

Elizabeth Lister

Know Your Safeword.

Bryn Donovan

tell your stories ~ love your life

DC Cole

Audiobook Narrator

Audiobook Creation Exchange Blog (ACX)

Audiobook Creation Exchange

The Red Hatter Book Blog

A trio of book obsessed besties

Crimson Quintessence

Freewill writer dancing to the beat of my drum, outside everyone's box.

Alexandria Sure

Unconventional Romance by Author Alexandria Sure

Dragons of Incendium

Paranormal Romance series by Deborah Cooke

Evangeline Anderson

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author

Delilah Devlin's Collections

Erotic Romance for Women

Mary's Ménages Reviews & Promos

♂♀♂ Another way to Review Erotic Ménage Romances...

Ella Ardent

Passion, Romance and Happily-Ever-After

Terry Brooks

Author of Shannara, Landover, Word/Void, Street Freaks, and Star Wars: The Phantom Menace

victoriazakromance.com/

Magical romance with no limits...

Mile High KINK Book Club

The Only Carry-On You Need Is A Good Book

Saucy Southern Readers

professional, honest, and timely book reviews

Duchess of Romance

Romance books, historical romance, authors and book reviews

Charlotte Howard - Romance Author

All you need is tea and a good book.

Crazy Lady's Book Blog

Awesome Authors, Badass Books, and Updates

Sarcastica

Personal blog of a person.

Rants and Raves by KaLyn Cooper

Sizzling Romantic Suspense around the world melding fact and fiction together with steamy love

Rosanna Leo

Star-crossed loves are my specialty.

Eargasms Audiobook Reviews

Reading with happy ears!

The Cheeky Wench

Suzan Tisdale. Author. Storyteller. Cheeky Wench.

Ceci Giltenan, Author

Characters with character

Self-Publishing Roundtable

Interviews and blog posts to help you succeed in Self-Publishing. For indies, by indies.

Heather Rainier

Erotic Romance Author

Booktalk with Eileen: Journaling a Journey -- Learning the Art of Crafting a Novel

Sharing the experience of living a thousand lives and creating new ones

Deborah Cooke & Her Books

USA Today Bestselling author Deborah Cooke writes paranormal romance and contemporary romance; she also writes medieval romance as New York Times bestselling author Claire Delacroix.

WELCOME

books, friends, giveaways...& don't forget the hot heroes

M. A. Abraham

Visit the worlds of author M.A. Abraham

SEELKs fire & ice

Anything and everything. Books are my passion!

The Daily Post

The Art and Craft of Blogging

The WordPress.com Blog

The latest news on WordPress.com and the WordPress community.