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He nibbled at her neck. “I know, but it is what it is. The Sethir-Nin carried that particular genome and shared it liberally.”
“So... your dad?”
“Mother. My father is a business owner here in town.”
“Hiking supply?”
“Import furniture and custom-designed equipment for actives who need accommodations.”
“Oh. That’s nice. A very wholesome occupation.”
He chuckled. “Usually. Some of the custom pieces are to assist in intimate matters. I used to work in my dad’s shop during the summer, and it was definitely an education.”
She chuckled. “I never considered that someone makes the equipment. Torun has mentioned it... frequently.”
“Of course, he has. I am guessing he has also begun hitting on you.”
“A few times. Yes. He’s trying to get me to apply for the BDC. From what he has told me himself, he likes to try out the new escorts. I am not going to let him play because he wants to wrestle me into submission.”
He growled softly. “I will have a word with him.”
She put her hand over his. “Iwill have a word with him if he presses the matter. I will break his fucking nose.”
“Can you?”
“Oh, yeah. I just have to settle into Titan, and he will be purple paste.”
He kissed her cheek and turned her head so his lips could meet hers. “You are so cute when you are promising homicide.”
She smiled and kissed him softly. He flicked his tongue across her lips, and there was a low growl coming from him.
She pushed at his shoulders, and he obligingly rolled to his back. She straddled him and continued making out with him until he moaned. She realized at that point that she had scooted down so that she was rubbing against the erection in his boxers.
She pinned his hands next to his head, and his eyes widened. She lifted her head, and he blinked. “How are you doing that?”
“I’m a tank.” She blinked at him as if it was obvious.
He grinned. “Yeah, you are. Do what you like.”
She followed an impulse and rubbed her nose against his. He chuckled. “Whatever you are comfortable with, Ondine.”
She pressed her forehead to his. “I am surprisingly comfortable with you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I think I have a crush on your meatloaf. No euphemism intended.”
He laughed. “Good. I like cooking.”
“Yay. I am not a fan. Is it okay if I stop playing?”
He nodded. “Absolutely. Is it okay if I keep going?”
“Sure. Will you be with me, or am I on my own?” She frowned.
Geero’s blue eyes got bright. “Oh, I think I am going to be with you this time.” He wiggled his fingers. “Can I take over?”
She let him go, he flipped her over, a burst of laughter was shocked out of her, and he smiled. Instead of his hands, he used his mouth, and she found out something she didn’t know about herself. She was extremely ticklish. All those years in the armour, and she had no clue.
