Page 12 of Naughty Elf: Alfie
“A little North Pole magic.” I wiggle my fingers. “And I studied business a bit. We can get you where you want to be. I’m sure of it. If you want help, that is.” My mind races with all the possibilities.
Pisces casts his eyes to the floor. “You really want to?”
“I’d love to! This is your dream, and I’d love nothing more than to help my fated achieve everything he hopes for.”
He blinks back at me and I swear tears swim in his eyes. “Okay.” He wipes at his face and leads me to the kitchen. It really is small, but has a full sized refrigerator, microwave, and sink. There’s a cute little table and a set of chairs. I leave our donuts on the table and he shuts the door when we exit the room.
Next, we visit the classroom, which can easily fit thirty people. It’s much bigger than I would have thought. There’s a computer and a printer. Pisces plops down at the desk. “I need to make some signage.”
“Oh, let me! I was a calligrapher in Santa’s village. I can make them fancy.”
“What supplies do you need?”
“I can make anything work.” I grab a purple permanent marker from his pen cup on the desk. He hands me some printer paper. “What do you want me to write?”
In under twenty minutes, I have dozens of signs about what’s on sale. I might also be preening at his praise.
“Seriously, this is gorgeous.” He tapes the final sign to the door. The parking lot’s still completely empty and I have to wonderhowearly we got here.
“Now what?” I ask as I take in everything I missed. There’s so much to look at.
“We wait.” He gives me a cheery smile, but his eyes tell me he’s scared.
“Do you have social media? Have you posted about today’s sales?”
“I forget. Then I get overwhelmed.” Pisces nibbles his bottom lip and hands me his phone. Sure enough, his last posts were early November and before that May.
“My sweet omega. We’ll need to ramp up promo.” I start posting on the social media he has for the shop.
“I don’t want to annoy people.”
“I get that, but you want new people to find you and keep the regulars happy happy.”
He nods again. I realize we got here severalhoursearly to prepare for the day. He fidgets nervously at the front counter while I wander the shop taking pictures and posting them to his accounts.
His phone blares to life with another alarm.
“It’s time!” He rushes to the door and dozens of people pour in. I’d been so consumed in my task that I hadn’t noticed how full the parking lot was getting.
“Pisces!” someone calls out. A petite, pretty omega with brown skin launches themselves at my mate and I chuckle at the sound Pisces makes.
“Yolanda!” Pisces giggles as he hugs the person back. He doesn’t think he has friends, but obviously this is someone he can trust.
They chat animately as people browse the shop. I keep a sharp eye on everyone, just taking them in.
“Who’s the sexy alpha?” Yolanda asks when I venture closer to the pair.
Pisces snorts, leans in, and whispers, “My fated mate.”
I’m preening again when he gives me the sexiest bedroom eyes before turning back to his friend.
Yolanda squeals and jumps up and down. “I’m so happy for you! Oh, Pisces, that’s wonderful. Did you know the second you touched? That’s how it was with Sheila and me.”
He nods shyly. “It was like lightning.”
“Exactly! Then, no matter what I did, I couldn’t resist her. And like a fool I tried.” Yolanda laughs, and it fills my heart with joy to see someone so happy with their fated. Maybe one day that can be me and Pisces.
Pisces leans in again. “I don’t have plans to resist. At least not for long.”
