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Can’t Hurry Love Y M. Jules Aedin

Part One

In Which Our Hero Meets His Matchmaker

V INCENT jumped when the office door closed behind him. It

barely made a snick, but to him it sounded like a gunshot. A

gavel. A guillotine. HeÔd never noticed how many deadly

words started with G before. Maybe G should be erased from

the alphabet. Except then we wouldnÔt have G-strings, and

that would never work. IÔd lose half my wardrobe.

The Director took one look at him and arched a sharp

eyebrow. Her lacquered nails tapped impatiently on the

surface of her highly polished desk, and Vincent idly noted

how sturdy the mahogany furniture was. In fact it would be

just perfect forÐ

ÑI trust you know why youÔre here, Vincent.Ò The

Director had a smooth, mellow voice that Vincent thought

would sound nice reading the telephone directory. He just

wasnÔt in the mood to hear her read his death sentence. He

swallowed.

ÑYes, maÔam, and IÔm sorry. I swear on my fuzzy white

tail it will never happen again.Ò

A muscle in her jaw jumped, and Vincent worried. Had

that not been the right thing to say? He loved his fuzzy white

tail. It was one of his favorite parts of being in the Easter

Can’t Hurry Love Y M. Jules Aedin

Bunny Department at the Corporation of Mythical Beings. It

always drew attention to his ass, and he rather thought his

ass was one of his best features. He was too slender to have

a lot of impressive muscles, but a twitch of his tail could

bring all the boys to the yard, as the song went.

Unfortunately, it also brought the Satyrs to the supply room,

and Vincent was just a boy who couldnÔt say no. It wasnÔt his

fault the Head Bunny had needed a new stapler at that very

moment and had seen more than heÔd bargained for.

ÑBe that as it may, Vincent, youÔre on probation from

the Easter Bunny Department for now.Ò At his stricken look,

she continued. ÑIf you complete this assignment to our

satisfaction, you may even be off probation in time for the

Easter season. YouÔve got a few months. It isnÔt until April

this year.Ò

She slid a manila folder across the desk to him. He

picked it up nervously, but the neat black and white label

seemed innocuous enough. ÑCharles Ross?Ò

ÑHeÔs in the Cupid Department,Ò the Director said,

sounding exasperated. VincentÔs long white ears pricked

forward in interest.

ÑIÔm being assigned to the Cupid Department?Ò That

sounded like a great idea. Hell, it wasnÔt even really

probation. He wanted to meet the genius who had thought of

transferring him to the department of love. And all those

Cupids aroundÈ! HeÔd never had a Cupid before. He

wondered if they were better than Satyrs.

ÑNot quite,Ò the Director said, bursting his shiny little

bubble of lust-filled musings. ÑYouÔre being assigned to Mr.

Ross.Ò

Can’t Hurry Love Y M. Jules Aedin

Vincent felt his fine white eyebrows pull together in

confusion. ÑI donÔt understand.Ò

ÑYou see, Mr. Ross is currently underperforming at an

alarming level. None of his cases are going out. He hasnÔt

turned in the paperwork on his last eighteen assignments.

ItÔs ValentineÔs Day in less than a month, and he is, for all

intents and purposes, on strike.Ò

Vincent was silently horrified. A Cupid who didnÔt want

to be cupiding?

ÑButÈ what am I supposed to do?Ò

ÑThat, Mr. Furnier, is up to you.Ò She smiled, and

Vincent felt a chill run down his spine. She almost never

addressed him so formally. He suddenly had a bad feeling

about his new assignment. ÑOur main concern is that Mr.

Ross returns to his duties as a Cupid. We are less interested

in what methods you use.Ò

Cold dread settled in his stomach. If the Director was

giving him an ends-justify-the-means speech, this was going

to be difficult.

ÑShouldnÔt you be assigning this to another Cupid?Ò he

asked, feeling an involuntary twitch start up in his right ear.

ÑItÔs not like this is exactly my area of specialty.Ò

ÑOn the contrary, Vincent.Ò The Director chuckled,

leaning back in her chair and looking very smug indeed. ÑI

think this is right up your alley. You may keep the file.Ò

Understanding heÔd been dismissed, Vincent took the

file marked Charles Ross and left the DirectorÔs office, closing

the door gently behind himself. He hoped Dionysus was

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