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Baola came up to her and hugged her. She pulled Brit down and whispered in her ear, smiling brightly. “Just if you want to know. Can I come to visit you on Thursdays when Lii comes?”

“Of course, mix. By then, I will let Vallu know where I am, and she can bring you.”

Denier murmured, “Or I can come to get you and bring you to your auntie.”

Baola beamed.

“Give your mom a hug for me. And your other mom. And the babies and the other babies. Tirra and Gorith are on their own, and Doc Torene, it was pleasant meeting you again.”

Everyone nodded, and Denier murmured, “Time’s up.” He lifted her and walked back to the shadows. Everyone watched them as he stepped into the shadow of the doorway and disappeared.

She held tight to him, and when she opened her eyes, they were walking out of a dim room and into a brilliantly lit bedroom.

Brit looked at the space. “It’s so pretty.”

“Thank you. I had it decorated for me, but you are welcome to remake all the spaces as you like.”

He walked to the window, and she saw the cliff that dropped out to the open water. It was an amazing view.

“You can put me down.” She kicked her legs.

“I don’t want to. I still can’t believe you agreed to be with me.”

She looked up at him. “Why not? You get escorts to accept dates all the time.”

He chuckled. “Not all the time. Just a few times. Just to take care of the hunger.”

“Does it often rise?”

“Around you? It is constant.”

“How does that work?”

“When my grandfather met my grandmother, his hunger kicked in, and he stole her and kept her until they could both breathe again, and then, he offered to take her home. She insisted that he did, and she called him back six weeks later. My father was on the way.”

She snorted. “That would do it.”

“So, my grandmother wasn’t an enthusiastic partner, but she had my father and lived to the age of eighty-four.”

“And how did your mother get involved?”

“She traded herself for her brother’s safety. He had a contract out on him for an extreme amount of violent theft, and my father was assigned to execute him.”

“He took the trade.”

“He claims he tested the goods first, but my mother says he just kissed her.”

Brit chuckled. “Technically, you just tasted me, so I can see how that would work as a pretty good barometer.”

He carried her to the bed, and his eyes were glowing red. He set her down next to it. “That is an interesting way of looking at it. I am interested in feeling that again.”

She chuckled. “Can I play escort? It might help me get through the awkwardness.”

He crouched. “Are you worried about me throwing myself on you?”

“No. I haven’t been with a male or female in a few years. So, pretending that I am someone else might be helpful.”

He caressed her cheek. “No. No pretending. I contracted with you, not for you. You signed the same document.”

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