TITLE: The Minotaur Staff
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
Wes (modern treasure hunter) and Akua (ancient Atlantean) were fighting a minotaur when their competition interrupted. They now argue in the parked car.
"The way you looked at them. It was different," Akua said.
Wes frowned. "Looked at who?"
"Those women. At the alley."
"They were hot. I'm a guy. I look."
"You did not come to my aid this time."
"An innocent woman, well, unarmed certainly..." He shook his head, heat rising. "Ok, I fell for the damsel in distress act. What was I supposed to do? I led her somewhere safe. But as soon as I dropped her off at the nearest hotel, I came to help."
"And Caitlin? She was not in distress."
"The minotaur was already gone."
"Yet you did not see if I was safe?"
"Of course I was concerned! There was a car in the alley, and a woman blocking my way! I got to you as soon as I could."
Akua's eyes were fierce beneath her helm as she finally looked at him. "Yet you looked at me as your partner, not... not." She growled and looked away.
He would never understand women. Enough time had passed trying. Time to act on what he felt. His seatbelt hissed as he released it. He lifted her helm and tossed it on the backseat. She turned back to him with a glare.
Wes took her beautiful warrior face in his hands and kissed her. She stiffened. He pulled back, searched her eyes. The anger was gone.
"You must not see the way I look at you. You are both strong and beautiful, in body and spirit. You could never be inferior to anyone." He smirked. "You can kick Caitlin's butt any day."
Her brow furrowed. "You looked at her butt?"
He threw back his head and laughed. "I never thought my Amazon would be jealous of a scrawny redhead." He kissed her again. This time, she kissed him back.