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Cupid's Mistake
By Chantilly White
Copyright © 2013 Chantilly White
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establishments, events or locales, is purely coincidental.
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Cupid's Mistake
Party-girl Allison Kelly has it all—great friends, a flourishing business, and an active sex life. She's
beautiful, busy and blissfully fulfilled, with no time or inclination for a relationship. Sure, she suffers
the occasional twinge of loneliness. Who doesn't? But if her latest boy-toy is unavailable, there's
always another one at her friend's dating service, Cupid's Cavalry.
Life has been anything but a party for Benjamin Turner. Orphaned at fifteen, widowed at twenty-three,
he traveled the world on self-imposed exile, but he couldn't outrun the loneliness eating away his
soul. Finally home again, he's dedicated to serious endeavors—ending world hunger, providing clean
water—not partying. But he's also ready to give life and love another chance. It's Cupid's Cavalry to
the rescue. Maybe.
He's looking for stability. She wants a good time. Will Cupid's arrow find its mark this Valentine's
Day, or will their pairing prove to be Cupid's biggest mistake?
DEDICATION
To the party girls, and the men who tame without breaking ~ Here's to love
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
~William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
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Cupid's Mistake
By Chantilly White
Midnight ~ New Year's Eve
"Happy New Year!"
Excited shouts followed by the sounds of celebratory kissing flowed around her as Allison Kelly
surveyed the mob of people crammed inside her tiny home. They were so. . . enthusiastic.
Bah, humbug, hovered at the corner of her crimson lips, but Allison refused to let her mood get
tied up in knots by the narrow ribbon of envy winding its way around her heart.
It would be easier if she weren't sailing solo in a sea of couples.
Streamers and confetti, courtesy of her friends, Jeff Denton and his fiancé, Greg Mitchell,
sparkled on every surface, glittered in people's hair and flew through the air in a festive rainbow
cloud. She'd spend hours vacuuming it all up in the morning, but for now it was a beautiful sight, full
of fun. The promise of a new year, a fresh start, hung in that cloud. She was in no hurry to whisk it
away.
Post-midnight-ball drop and nearly one-hundred emptied glasses of champagne, the music
resumed. The crowd recommenced gyrating in their hedonistic mating ritual, also known as dancing.
Prince egged them on to the strains of Erotic City booming out of her stereo's monster speakers.
"Happy, happy, darling," Jeff and Greg chorused as they twirled past, tossing her matching air-
kisses off the tips of their matching manicures.
"Speak of the devils," she said, but puckered her lips for a return kiss-kiss, though the twining,
envious ribbon gave her heart another hard tug.
She was not supposed to be standing here, in a sexy scrap of lemon-yellow satin and even sexier
red Louboutins, in the middle of the gaiety, alone.
Blowing out a frustrated breath, Allison fussed with her burnished-bronze ringlets. The curls were
caught in a high, complicated ponytail inside the sparkly New Year's tiara perched on her head, then
left to cascade to the middle of her bare back. The tail ended several inches above the low-slung bow
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