Page 54 of I Dated a Retired Hero

Sergei gasped. “You have eye lasers?”

She giggled. “I do.”

He walked over to her, lifted her, and kissed her. “That is really hot.”

She slid her arms around his neck and held tight as he walked back to the house wearing her.

She separated them by an inch. “File this under consent.”

He murmured, “My room or yours?”

“Mine, there is more space.”

His eyes were bleeding darkness and crackling wildly. She kissed him again, and he brought them to her room. He slid her shirt over her head, holding her under her thighs.

He had to set her down to get her leggings off, and from there, she took care of her own underwear. He matched her speed, and when he picked her up again, it was a very different sensation. She started rocking and rubbing against him, and he groaned into her mouth and settled her on the bed. It was a very educationally stimulating night.

Litha smelled coffee again, but this time, the morning had just started outside the window.

Sergei eased into the room and chuckled. “You woke up.”

“Yes. You would have been in trouble if I didn’t.” She chuckled. “I don’t think thatfucked to deathis something I have ever faced before.”

“Well, you took to it with gratifying enthusiasm.” He held out the coffee with a pastry on top.

Litha sat up and watched the coffees wobble. Taking pity on him, she pulled her quilt over her and sat against the headboard. She reached for the cup. “Thank you very much.”

He sat next to her, and she leaned her head against his shoulder. “Well, I can see what the fuss is about. It makes me resent it a little, but then you weren’t here, and I trust you, so I suppose things happened when they should.”

She munched the pastry. It was a little stale but still good. The coffee was just as strong and sweet as it had been the day before.

“So, when do you have to head back?”

“I don’t. I was declared legally dead; my wealth was dispersed among my family, and my home sold. They are offering to return them, but I like the idea of a clean start. Aksalla seems nice.” His fingers stroked her arm.

“Well, I have a bit of money, and if you wanted to retire in style, I know an island with a lot of friendly people who wouldn’t mind some extra firepower.”

“You really do?”

“I really do. It’s where Nelith’s offspring live. They are outside the reach of the Sethir-Nin and able to back each other up.”

“Why are they a concern?”

“Oh, well, all of the clones are omegas. Even Kiska.”

“Whoa. Right. What about staying here and starting a dance school? From what I remember, Aksallan dancers lacked soul.”

“A school?”

“A school, an Erradian restaurant, something that helps your roots grow.”

“Why?”

“Because you have friends here. A day job here, and your daughter is here.”

“I didn’t raise her. She was freed after the invasion, and we met then.”

“She’s an active?”

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