Free literal leigh 05 - joyful leigh by Melanie James Page A

had time for ourselves in ages. Or time for anything else, if you know what I mean.”
    “So what do you have planned today?” I asked.
    “Well, I haven’t told this to anyone. Burt…Burt’s been having some…well, some performance issues. I think it’s just the stress from running a business and adding all the work to keep up with the kids. It’s been tough on both of us.” Moon leaned closer to me and whispered, “It’s been eighteen months. A year and a half. I’m pretty sure that qualifies me as a virgin again.”
    “Ugh! I hope that never happens to us! You have to get that spark back, Moon. Get busy!”
    “Oh, we plan to!” Moon gathered up her brood and headed out the door. I couldn’t help but wonder if I could help her out with a little witchy writing. After all, I’d been doing pretty well with my magic. Moon and Burt were obviously planning to make an attempt at some loving. It was the perfect time to write. Luna and I went to my desk and I hammered out a few sentences.
    Burt saw that Moon was the woman he desired more than anything. She was a beautiful, magical creature and he wanted to satisfy her fantasy afternoon of lovemaking. Months of sexual dysfunction were suddenly gone. Burt responded to his mate’s cry for love with a strong healthy erection that throbbed with readiness. It was slightly longer, thicker, and firmer than at any other time of his life. He unleashed his wild primate urges on her and left her more satisfied than ever before.
    “Meow. Meow.”
    “What typo? It looks fine. I’m in a hurry. Come on, Luna. I have a plan.” Luna followed me back into the kitchen. The air was foggy and pink. “Hey, Lindsey, where’d Gertie and Randy go?”
    “They left. I’m not sure where. They just zapped away,” Lindsey said as she snooped around my refrigerator.
    “Didn’t you two just eat breakfast? What the hell?” I asked in a scolding voice.
    Kelly looked over Lindsey’s shoulder and peered into my empty refrigerator. “We’re just nosey and very curious. Do you and Hunter actually eat anything else besides pancakes? Or just each other? And as for Gertie’s whereabouts, my bet is that since the fireman didn’t show up, she took the fire to him. Randy, on the other hand, who the hell knows.”
    Lindsey stood up and pointed a finger in the air. “Hey! I think I know! I bet they went to get the things they need for your house. Didn’t you say they were going to do a little interior decorating this weekend?”
    “That’s right. We were going to do that tomorrow but that’s fine. We can do this with the three of us.”
    “Umm…Leigh? What exactly does ‘this’ entail? I didn’t know I was being drafted for another magical mystery tour,” Kelly skeptically asked.
    “Here’s the deal. Hunter is an undercover furball this afternoon. I know he was just trying to ease my mind when he said there won’t be any danger, but after what happened at the grocery store with the mouse…I’m really worried. He’s a sitting duck out there.”
    “Cat,” Lindsey interrupted.
    “Huh?”
    “A cat. You mean he’s a sitting cat. He didn’t have a duck outfit on,” Lindsey said in a deadpan voice. She was serious.
    Kelly placed the palm of her hand on her face. “It’s just a figure of speech, Lindsey. A sitting duck means an easy target. But ‘a sitting cat’ does seem more appropriate.”
    “Meow. Meow.” Luna was apparently all for the idea.
    “Okay, sure. A sitting cat if you will.” I took a deep breath. “Anyway, I think Hunter may underestimate these criminals and overestimate the ability of the police to protect him. After all, it was really Gertie’s magic that whisked him into the store so he could knock out The Mouse. I want to go to the Furry convention and be there to protect him. The thing is, I don’t want him to know we’re there, we need costumes. Furry costumes. Any ideas?”
    “Wait. Aren’t you overestimating our abilities? Just a tad bit?”