How Will You Find Her?

Zeek had a rude awaking, it is not every day that the only woman you have ever loved, comes tumbling out of nowhere, with the only man she has ever loved, landing in your bed. He opened his eyes to a sudden jolt and was staring into those fiery green eyes he fell in love with so long ago. Then he heard a thump, and Talon was right behind her.

He had heard stories of talon but had never seen him. He never really wanted to. This was the man he could never be. Tall dark and handsome. Zeek was in his late forties, and 3.5 feet tall; he was an elf. Geneve and Talon were faes. Faes only age until their late twenties, and then the aging process slowed considerably. If a fae looks old, they are ancient, and you better mind your manners around them.

At first, he thought he was having a nightmare. He closed his eyes and opened them again. They were still there, staring back at him. He closed his eyes again, and all of his hopes were shattered, when Geneve said, “for god’s sake Zeek, we are real,