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Attracting Anthony
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Attracting Anthony
Amber Kell
A Literary Road Press Publication
Literaryroad.com
6523 California Ave SW, #193
Seattle, WA 98136
Copyright © 2009 Amber Kell
Cover design by RDF
Photos provided by Stock Exchange
This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part by email forwarding,
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publisher permission.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either
are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any
resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely
coincidental.
Chapter One
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” Anthony Carrow looked
around the room and thought about walking back out. It took all his effort
not to gape like a landed fish.
He felt conspicuous in his leather pants and no shirt. The outfit
exposed both his pierced left nipple and the brilliant memorial tattoo on
his back. But the feeling faded as he realized less people were looking at
him than at the young man who walked past with a leash attached to the
harness around his cock. A leash held in the firm hand of a slim man with
silvery hair and a designer suit who walked with the smooth grace of
werekind.
In reality, beneath his magical disguise he drew less attention than the
other dozens of men standing around like they were waiting to take their
place in the Mr. Beautiful pageant.
The thought that this was all a horrible mistake pinged around
Anthony’s head in a dizzying fury.
His nerves strummed so loudly in his head he was surprised that the
sound didn’t echo off the ceiling of the crowded bar.
Panicked he turned to flee.
A large hand clamped on his shoulder holding him in place.
“No escaping. You promised you’d come with me and we both know
you need to get out more.” said Steven, Anthony’s best friend, his eyes
following the pair as they passed. “You’ve barely dated since Drew died.
Even with your current look you’ll catch someone’s eye.” He flashed
Tony a sympathetic smile. “Though I do appreciate the effort to not show
me up with your gorgeousness. I have a feeling it was more to hide
yourself than to help me in any way.”
Tony stifled his laughter at Steven’s rueful expression. Although he
agreed to accompany his friend to the club, he’d cast a strong suppression
spell on his appearance so he wouldn’t stand out too much from the
crowd. He didn’t need a stampede in his direction on his first night out.
The spell dulled his gleaming golden hair to a dirty blond and his
natural glowing skin to a light bronze. Features usually heart-stoppingly
fine, roughened under the weight of the magic changing his normally
beautiful features into a pleasing but not memorable face. Everything else
he left as nature made it. He was now attractive enough to get a man but
not gorgeous enough to overshadow his handsome friend.
But just the thought of dating again sent pain ripping through Tony’s
chest. These men were gorgeous, sexy even, but they weren’t Drew.
Images of his dead lover sprang before his eyes like a moving picture,
peeling back his careful indifference to expose a loss so deep it threatened
to drown him. Taking a deep breath, Tony steadied his pulse and forced a
reassuring smile on his lips hoping to stave off the worried expression in
Steven’s eyes.
Surely three years was long enough. He could do this. He was ready.
Maybe if he chanted it a few more times in his head it would become true.
“You aren’t asking me to go out more. You dragged me here because
you want moral support for your werewolf mate hunt. Why you want to
mate is beyond me.”
He’d lost his to a heart attack. Tony didn’t want to imagine what
would happen if Steven found and lost his love. Wolves mated for life,
something that could be good or bad depending on your mate.
“You have something against wolves?” Steven’s tone was as
challenging as any wild wolf, his eyes feral in the club lights.
Tony felt an uncomfortable number of gazes turn towards him. Great
just what he wanted, to insult a room full of supernaturals. A low growl
sounded near them.
“Don’t be an idiot. We’ve been friends forever. If I had a problem with
wolves you’d know it by now. I have something against mates.”
“Oh don’t start that.” Steven’s voice wasn’t unkind but there was an
underlying firmness in his tone telling Tony his best friend was running
out of patience. “Just because your lover died doesn’t mean you can’t find
another. Besides if you don’t start dating again your parents will intervene
and I’ve met your parents, they scare the crap out of me.”
Tony shivered at the thought of his parents’ matchmaking skills. “The
last time they fixed me up it was with a fairy.”
Steve snorted. “I thought you didn’t like labels.”
“No. He was an actual fairy you know from Faeland.”
That got Steven’s full attention. “What happened?”
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