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Frost and Raine

A Frost spirit who runs a coffee shop. A Cupid who works as a divorce lawyer. And magic in the air ...<br><br>Raine’s never been a conventional Cupid. He likes organization, his job as a successful lawyer, and black coffee, and he dislikes messiness, physical and emotional. He tries hard not to use his powers, because he’d rather not manipulate anyone’s desires, and he’s not planning to fall in love himself -- and he wouldn’t trust it if someone fell in love with him. But the owner of Raine’s favorite coffee shop is endlessly patient, kind even in the face of sarcasm, and an artist with flavors and window decorations ... and he could even challenge Raine’s resolutions about love.<br><br>Don enjoys his life. Even though he’s a Frost, he finds comfort in giving people warmth: good coffee, a cozy refuge from the rain, holiday decorations, and overall cheer. But one gorgeous Cupid seems immune to Don’s cheerfulness -- and he keeps coming back, day after day. Fortunately, Don’s always liked a challenge, and now he’s determined to make Raine smile at least once ... and he’s discovering that Raine’s sarcasm hides a generous and lonely heart, keeping the world at bay.<br><br>And if Don and Raine can learn to trust each other -- with new coffee flavors, with their hopes for the future, and with their hearts -- the Frost and the Cupid just might find their own magical happy ending.

K.L. Noone · LGBT+
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47 Chs

Chapter 41

He ran out from behind the counter. Yanked off the apron. Yelled at Kit, “You’re in charge, text me if there’s an emergency!” and grabbed Raine’s hand. Raine grabbed the coffee with the other hand, eyes sparkling.

“So,” Don said. “Back to my place?”

“I was thinking mine this time.” Raine squeezed his hand. “I can cook for you. After. Also, cleaner. Less irritating bookshelves. Bigger bed.”

“I was going to comment about you and being prickly,” Don said, “but you won me over with the bed. Take me home with you, Cupid.”

“Your Cupid,” Raine said. “Yours.”

They ran out the door to the accompaniment of cheers. Frosted window art twinkled, waving them on. 9