Moonlight Masquerade (eBook)

43 pages | eBook | 6x9"
Date of publication: 06/16/2017
  • ISBN: 978-1-946004-89-5
  • Model: 8225 words

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Heat Rating: 2 Flames


Skylar hates Valentine's Day, especially after a nasty breakup. A secret admirer confuses but intrigues him. Skylar has to let down the walls he's put up and discover if his admirer is the one who will heal his battered heart.

It's Valentine's weekend. For Skylar Everclear, it's a holiday he wishes he could forget. Now, mysterious roses keep popping up on his doorstep, he has no idea what is going on, and he's a little disturbed by this secret admirer of his. Trying to forget it all, since he just got rid of the latest in a line of loser boyfriends, Skylar just wants to do his job at the local bakery.

When he meets his new neighbor, Marc Douglas, Skylar finds himself drawn to the quiet young man, even as he tries to not let his libido take over. But, when another mysterious rose turns up on Valentine's Day with an invitation to meet his admirer that night, Skylar has to decide whether to take a chance that love is right there waiting for him.

CONTENT ADVISORY: This was previously published at another publisher and has been edited for republication.




Two Days Before Valentine's Day

Skylar Everclear opened his door and groaned when he saw what was placed on his doormat. All thoughts of grabbing his mail that he forgot the night before cleared out of his head when he saw the rose.

"Another damn rose on my doormat."

It made him wary that he had no idea who was doing this, but every freaking night this week he came home to one on his porch.

"It's a creepy feeling, to say the least." He looked around, seeing no one then shut the door with a soft click, leaning against it in despair.

It had been three months since he threw out his lover, Saul, when Skylar caught him fucking some other guy after one of the numerous block parties the neighborhood held in the summer and autumn months. Frankly, Skylar didn't know what to do anymore. All he did was work, sleep, and work some more. He always seemed to pick guys who persisted in breaking his heart.

"I must have Loser tattooed on my forehead," Skylar muttered. "Why can't I find a nice guy for once? One who won't lie, cheat, or steal, and break my heart by telling me I wasn't good enough for him."

Sighing, Skylar grabbed his backpack, keys, and cell phone as he hurried to get ready for work. As the head pastry chef at the local bakery, his day started earlier than many others'. With Valentine's Day around the corner, he stayed longer than normal working hours, often starting his day at four in the morning. It made for hellish days but he enjoyed what he did. Plus, he found joy in seeing people enjoy his desserts and, hey, the paycheck after days like this made a nice chunk of change in his bank account. His mind on what pastries he wanted to try to get done for the next few days, he locked the door, and made sure to pick up the rose before he stepped all over it, crushing the fragile blooms. As he turned and walked to his car, he wondered who his mysterious admirer was.

Skylar's workday got off to a good start as he hummed along with a local radio station playing eighties rock bands while he rolled out dough for cookies, breads, and made delicate fruit pastries. He was finally able to take a quick break around noon.

The front sales person, Marlene, poked her head in the doorway. "We need more pastry hearts."

He sighed as the fleeting dream of getting off his feet for ten minutes went on by as he got to work making more goodies. Seemed everyone was buying those desserts for their significant other, or ordering the smaller ones for class or office parties. By the time five o'clock hit, Skylar was exhausted, but pleased. They sold out of many of the Valentine-themed items, and the specialty breads were also almost gone. He made a note on the dry-erase board what needed to be replaced tomorrow and clocked out, waving to the front sales people as he went through the door to the parking lot.

Shivering as he hurried to his car, Skylar fumbled with his keys before unlocking the door and sliding into the seat. Turning the heat up on high, he waited a bit before putting it in drive to go home. All he wanted to do was grab a shower, order a pizza, and veg in front of the television. He was so exhausted it wasn't funny.

Watching couples come into the shop, or men buying items for their partners or girlfriends was a downer, to be sure. "I never liked Valentine's Day to begin with." He felt it was a holiday that Hallmark liked so they could guilt people into buying cheesy cards, and florists could raise the prices of roses so high it was mindboggling.

He never had a nice Valentine's Day where a lover took him to dinner or surprised him with something romantic, funny, or sweet. He was always alone on Valentine's Day, and he tried to make sure he didn't have to deal with people who were so sugary sweet they made his teeth ache. When the car finally heated up, he drove off, determined to not think of hearts, flowers, and all the things associated with this holiday. It was for couples, people in love, and not for him.


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