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Perhaps I should let her think I’m someone else, but I don’t want to.

I want Dagger to know me – the real me – and I want her to accept me for who I am. I don’t sleep around very much. I don’t have sex with many women. I mostly keep to myself and my hunting and my house. I spend time with my sister and that’s it. That’s all I do.

My life is ordinary, plain. It’s routine. It’s predictable.

I like it that way.

I don’t need a lot of adventures or suspense. I don’t need action. I don’t need mystery or intrigue. Those are things my brother Quinn likes. Not me. I’m not like that. Yeah, maybe change would be nice once in awhile, but my life is comfortable now.

It’s acceptable.

I like to know where my next meal is coming from and where I’m going to sleep. I like to know what’s going to happen when I make a certain choice. I like to have stability in my life.

And in my experience, sleeping with lots of women is an adventure I don’t need. It creates drama and heartache and stress that’s no good for anyone involved. It’s not worth the trouble, so I avoid it.

Until now.

Sleeping with Dagger was incredible, but unexpected. It was wonderful and I want to do it again. She made me feel strong, fierce. She made me feel like I was the most incredible guy in the universe.

She made me feel like I was worth something.

Holding her now in the darkness, I wrap my arms tighter around her. I smell her hair and rub her back and just enjoy being with her.

“I don’t sleep around,” I tell her finally. “That’s not really my scene.”

“Really?” She sounds surprised, but not judgmental. “But you’re so good at it.”

That gets a laugh out of me. “I could say the same about you, darling. Do you sleep with many men?”

“No,” she shakes her head against my chest. “Not very many at all, and not in a very long time. My job keeps me busy, and to be honest, my experiences haven’t been very positive.”

“The men on Mars are idiots,” I tell her. “Nobody should let a woman like you get away.” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them. I shouldn’t be saying things like this to her. I shouldn’t be telling her I want to keep her, want to stay with her. I shouldn’t be telling her the idea of us parting ways is horrible.

I shouldn’t be telling her that I want a chance with her, but I don’t regret saying it.

It’s the truth.

Chapter 10

Dagger

Ezra and I talk for hours before I finally fall asleep curled up next to him in the nest. When he wakes me up the next morning, it’s still dark outside, but the sun is starting to rise.

“We should get going,” he says. “We want to walk as much as possible before it gets too hot. It’s gonna be a scorcher,” he winks.

“Are you using Earth slang to impress me?” I ask, pressing a hand to my chest and acting surprised. “Why, Ezra, how sweet of you.”

He just laughs and starts getting dressed. I follow suit, somehow managing to get my clothes on despite the cramped quarters. Then he presses a button and lowers the nest.

The ride down is gentle and smooth and when we land on the ground, Ezra opens the door and steps outside. I follow him. Then he grabs his pack and a couple of other random items and starts putting them into his clothes.

“Shouldn’t you have a weapon or something?” I ask. “You know, for hunting?”

“I have a bow and several knives.”

“Where’s your bow?” I glance back in the nest. “Did you lose it somewhere?”

He holds up a tiny tube-like thing with several buttons on the outside. It looks like a nightstick with dots on it.

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