Tyson was standing before his full-length mirror, fussing with his bowtie. He had tied it several times, and still he could not make it look the way he wanted. Tyson gave a huff as he untied it once again, this time letting it dangle around his neck.
“Do you think anyone would notice if I did not wear a bowtie tonight?” Tyson asked as he turned to look at Olivia, who was standing nearby, watching him.
“I do,” Olivia giggled as she stepped over to him and took hold of the tie. She gently tugged both ends, pulling him down to kiss tenderly. “And that is why I will tie it for you before you get so frustrated you give it to the fey dragons to use as a toy.”
“I would not give it to the fey dragons to use as a toy,” Tyson said, grinning at his mate. “I would give it to them to use them for be
