Who says seducing grumpy men through jokes is a dying art?

Penny
Maybe I’m taking my clown costume a little too seriously, but I almost die laughing when I see the mysterious stranger at the edge of the party. A grim reaper? So emo! Not only that, but this guy is dead serious and drop-dead gorgeous under the hood.

So kill me if I get a little obsessed with lifting his spirits and getting him alone so I can jump his bones.

Mortimer
I'm only here to do my job: Reaping souls. Easy job,...
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Who says seducing grumpy men through jokes is a dying art?

Penny
Maybe I’m taking my clown costume a little too seriously, but I almost die laughing when I see the mysterious stranger at the edge of the party. A grim reaper? So emo! Not only that, but this guy is dead serious and drop-dead gorgeous under the hood.

So kill me if I get a little obsessed with lifting his spirits and getting him alone so I can jump his bones.

Mortimer
I'm only here to do my job: Reaping souls. Easy job, I thought, but that was before the hot harlequin started cracking jokes to distract me... Which means more and more of the daring dumbasses at this party keep amping up their game to tempt death. Me? I'm more tempted to shut her pun-spewing mouth up with mine.

I know it's a grave mistake, but she might just urn a place in my heart.

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This is a short and spicy erotic romance featuring an excessive amount of puns, banter, dark humor, and sexy distractions.
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