Written for the @bite-me-delight-me-hp-fest and revealed today! Genie!James grants all of Lily’s wishes… until he can’t.
It took 900 years, but James finally found his one true love.
She was young—exceptionally young, really, in comparison to James. He met her on the eve of her twenty-first birthday. She caught his attention because her hair caught the sunlight, and it looked like she was dancing with a crown of fire. He asked her to dance, and he got lost in the cool green of her eyes, fell for the soft rosy pink of her lips. The sound of her voice was as fragrant as the flower that she was named for, and she laughed when he said that to her.
“So posh,” she said. “Bet you use your pretty words on all the girls.
In 900 years of searching, he had never found someone who made him feel even a fraction of what he felt for her.
