Brenna was fixing some kind of a small computronic device when he found her in her quarters. โJudd,โ she said, putting down her tools. โYou canโt be here. The dissonanceโโ He interrupted her panicked words. โI need to ask you something important.โ โWhat could be more important than your life?โ She sounded close to tears. โYour life. If you die, I donโt know if Iโd stay sane.โ A simple truth.
Nalini SinghI made lasagna for dinner," Tamsyn called out. "That work for you?" He continued to look at her, as if he'd drink her up with his eyes. "Anything is fine." "Maybe I shouldn't waste my lasagna on you, then." Tamsyn grabbed a container from the cooling unit. "How about some cardboard instead?" Brenna found herself amused in spite of the blood that continued to scent the air and the taut expectation that stretched between her and Judd. Lips twitching, she waited for his response. "Cardboard has no nutritional value." Utterly toneless. "Lasagna would be a better choice.
Nalini SinghTake care of my heart won't you, Sophie? It's a little odd having it outside my body-but I'm planning to steal yours to make up for it.
Nalini SinghShe watched as he settled down on the bed with Naya skin to skin on his chest. His hand all but covered her tiny body as he stroked her in that changeling way, bonding with her on the most elemental level. Then he purred, and Naya made a happy little sound of delight, very much a cat in her love of touch.
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