Page 142 of Seer Prophet

He tried to sit up again.

When the pain hit, Loki let out a low groan.

That time, the human woman regained her feet, pausing in a fighter’s crouch on the other side of Mika. Loki could feel her wanting to speak. He could also feel her confusion. She wondered why she was there, too.

She wondered, but a larger part of her refused to leave.

It felt as if she’d been having this same argument with herself for some time now.

“She won’t leave,” Mika repeated in Prexci, lowering her mouth to his ear.

The female seer massaged his shoulder sensually with one hand, and Loki felt another stab of pain from the human woman, enough to make him writhe under Mika’s fingers. He missed some of what the seer said to him.

He picked up only the tail end of her words.

“…her to leave?” she finished.

“What?” Loki was still staring at the human woman past Mika’s arm.

Mika clicked at him, but the sound was light, gently teasing.

“I said, you need to stay awake,” Mika said in Prexci, her voice holding more amusement than patience.“Ifshe can keep you awake…ifyou can make her understand this… I’ll leave the two of you alone. I’ll let her be the one to watch over you. Unless you wish her to leave?”

When Loki glanced up, frowning faintly at her, Mika grinned back, once more exuding relief. She massaged his chest, and Loki closed his eyes. He fought back a stronger response to her hands on him, toanyhands on him, especially with that woman standing there.

As he fought back a coil of pain, he felt another flush of irritation from the watching human.

He opened his eyes.

Mika winked at him, glancing at the human.

She’d obviously felt the woman’s irritation, too.

“I admit, it’s a bit of a turn-on, being around the two of you.” Mika mused the words aloud, still watching his eyes. “But as I don’t have a boyfriend at the moment, it’s kind of annoying, too, brother.”

“Stop it.” Loki spoke Prexci also. “Stop touching me. You’re angering her.”

“Oh, I know I am, brother. You should have seen her earlier, when I was washing off your leg. I really thought she might attack me.”

Loki jerked his eyes off the human a second time, looking at Mika.

More than anything, he still felt confused. His body and light had scattered in those few seconds. His nausea grew unbearable as he stared up at the Asian seer’s face. It wasn’t really nausea, though. He felt that pull from the woman’s light, strong enough that he bit his tongue. He didn’t let himself look at that heart-shaped face.

He fought the impulse to yell at Mika again, instead.

Clicking at him bemusedly, Mika switched to English.

“Okay,” the seer said, sighing. “I am probably verging on mean now.”

She glanced at the woman.

Gina still stood next to the bench, looking between them.

Exhaling, Mika returned her seer’s stare to Loki.

“Listen up, brother.” She glanced again at the woman. She spoke louder, still using her accented and precise English. “…You too, cousin.”

Mika’s eyes swiveled back to Loki.

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