Page 27 of Instinct for Disaster

“I have chosen a companion. That has not happened before.”

She pointed at herself with her spoon. “Me?”

He chuckled and kissed her softly again. “You. Eat your dessert. We will discuss the details in the morning when I take you for your appointment.”

“Appointment?”

“Yes, you are seeing a physician to check your levels.”

Morna blinked and raised her hand. “I’m a doctor. I just graduated, but if you wanted a scan tonight, it could be done.”

Cassandra started to say that she could wait a day, but Yasku said, “Now.”

Morna nodded. “Yes, Overseer.”

Cassandra ate her gelato as she was escorted and occasionally shoved toward a clinic that still had its lights on. Nessa and the girls remained in the courtyard while Morna walked inside, scanning in at the front desk.

She smiled at the clerk. “Yavara, this is my Auntie Cassandra, and you know the overseer, right?”

The clerk stood up and bowed from the waist. “Overseer. You can count on our discretion for any of your needs.”

Cassandra finished her gelato and sighed. “Yeah, you know. Hangnail, erectile dysfunction, dwindling libido in your old age.”

He grabbed her, lifted her, and turned her to face him. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her. The pressure of his mouth on hers parted her lips, and then, his teeth were against her, long and pointed. She clenched her thighs, and he wedged his leg between them. She was suspended in his grip and on the receiving end of a sudden seduction. Cassandra was wrapped in heat and darkness. She smelled leather, her body, his body, and gelato.

He rocked his thigh against her sex, and she gripped his shoulders as the kiss went on and on. When the building tension inside her released in a burst of heat, she gasped and nipped Yasku’s lower lip. He jolted in surprise. She thought it was surprise. He leaned back and stared at her, his eyes glowing, and a constellation was in those pupils.

“If you start to play in public, I will answer.”

She kept her eyes locked to his. “Noted.”

They were in a warm, dark cave, and when he shifted, his fuzzy wings folded back to expose her.

The light was harsh, and she squinted as her eyes adapted.

He helped her straighten up and stroked her neck. “Ready to continue?”

She swallowed and nodded, then said, “Wait. With what?”

He grinned and bent to press his forehead to hers. “Everything in time. For now, you are getting your mandatory scan.”

She grimaced. “Right.”

He turned her to face her astonished family, and Nessa smiled. “Yeah, that makes sense.”

The young ladies were staring, and they parted as Yasku escorted her into the exam room. He calmly closed the door for privacy, and Morna was busy prepping a scanner.

Cassandra disarmed herself, and when Morna asked, “What levels are we looking for?”

“Khimerion.”

Morna paused, “Oh my god.”

“Yeah. The pay was good, though, and I had the temperament for it.” She put her foot on the edge of the table and removed the thigh knife and harness.

She checked her boots, and Morna said, “There are metal shanks in the boots.”

“Right.” She yanked her boots off and set them near the weapons.

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