Gabby had just taken her second sip when Archer and Payton, her guests, walked through the door. It took a moment for them to spot her in the corner. Gabby stood and indicated where she’d like them to sit for the interview.
Gabby offered a hand to the man. “Hi, I’m Gabby, and you must be Archer.”
He looked at her hand, grasped it, bent at the waist and kissed the tip of her fingers. Okay, that was weird. She smiled what she hoped was an easy smile, then offered a hand toward Payton, thankfully the woman shook her hand and then took a seat.
“Thank you for meeting me for an interview. Archer, I must say you’ve caused quite a stir, with your unusual…” Gabby paused, she wasn’t sure exactly what to say, she didn’t want to offend him if he was just an eccentric. “I’d like to find out a little about you. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?”
Archer nodded so Gabby continued. “Where do you really come from?”
Archer looked at the woman who’d walked in with him, Payton Fox, she gave him an encouraging grin. He returned his attention to Gabby again. “I was born Archer Robert of Loxley, on my father’s lands of Loxley. So the correct way to answer your question is by saying I came from Loxley, which is in England. King Richard, the Lionheart, is King of England, however since he is away fighting in the Holy War with the Turks, his brother, Prince John, is currently running the country.”
Gabby grabbed her latte and sipped. Not that she needed a drink, but to buy some time so she could come up with some kind of reply. Finally she just said, “Really? Okay, what year is that?” She hoped she kept a little of the skepticism out of her voice.
Archer arched an eyebrow. “It’s the year of our Lord 1192, of course.”
Gabby inhaled, and let the breath seep slowly out between her lips. “Of course it is.” She turned toward Payton. “Ms. Fox are you buying into this?
Payton’s chuckle slipped out, Gabby suspected she was a little uncomfortable. “I don’t dare say because you might think I’ve lost my mind. Sometimes I wonder if I have. I mean, one minute nobody was there, and the next he appeared out of thin air.” She gave a slight shake of her head. “And yet, I had just wished on a falling star for a fairy tale man who would love me forever. So who is to say he’s not who he says he is?” She swept her hand in the direction of his strange attire. “I mean, look at him. He’s wearing mail armor from the Middle Ages, for Heaven’s sake! He has steel gloves, an odd looking helmet, and he carries a sword along with a bow and some arrows strapped to his back. Who, besides the legendary Robin Hood, would look like that?”
This interview was getting stranger by the minute. Did this guy really believe he was Robin Hood? “So, Archer, do you plan to stay?”
He scowled at Payton. “I told you not to call me Robin Hood. I hate that name.” His chest expanded as he drew in a breath, then turned toward Gabby. “Forgive me for that little outburst. I loathe being called Robin. But back to your question. Do I plan on staying?” He lifted his shoulders, then relaxed them. “I know not a way back into my world, so I suppose I have to stay.” Archer’s gaze returned to Payton as a smile stretches across his mouth. “However, with such a lovely maiden as Miss Fox, I do believe the stay will be quite enjoyable.”
|Cover art by Sher|
When you wish upon a star…
All romance novel photographer Payton Fox really wants is a hero in her life. A man that is dashing and honorable… a man worthy of his own fairy tale! One particularly frustrating evening she casts a fleeting wish upon a shooting star. She doesn’t actually believe anything will happen, but in the blink of an eye the man from her fairy tale wishes—a regular Robin Hood—materializes right before her. He even claims to be the legendary Lord of Loxley, and goes by the name of Archer. Uncertain what to believe, Payton is shocked when this hero rescues her time and again, and she can’t help but be swept off her feet.
Slowly she accepts that this strange and noble man might truly be the fairy tale character of her dreams. Unfortunately, Archer isn’t connecting with the modern-day world and longs to return to his time. She also discovers that if he stays with her, his story will cease to exist.
Can she send him back, knowing he’ll take her heart along with him? Can she deprive the world of his story? How can she do that to those looking for their Champion - the perfect hero?
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