Page 75 of Game on Askole

“I do.”The medic released me and removed his helmet.

Cowabunga! He was smokin’ hot and had chocolate. What more could a girl want? Oh yeah. Someone who would honor his commitments. Bet I could get used to his snake.

A growl sounded in my head.

“Buzz off. You divorced me, remember?”

I caught Tihar’s shocked disbelief before he pulled his disappearing act.

Chapter Fifteen

Twenty minutes in a regen tube, and I was good to go. Jand, the hunky medic, fed me chocolate and flirted with me.“You have beautiful eyes and fine breasts.”

That was a bit direct. On the bright side, he wasn’t preening or flexing like a competitive body builder.“Thank you.”

Jand popped another piece of chocolate in my mouth.“Is it true the Askole nullified your bride contract?”

Ignoring the sensation of being gut shot, I nodded.“My lack of tentacles was a deal breaker.”

“If you were mine, I would never let you go.”

Yikes. He was serious. I had to admit, I enjoyed feeling like an attractive woman again, but he wasn’t Tihar. I quickly changed the subject.“Please tell me they caught Cohn?”

“After a short battle, he was taken into custody. The Overlord extracted all of Cohn’s knowledge and left his body for the naugers.”

“And Lilkee?”

“She escaped.”

How did she keep escaping? She wasn’t that bright.

Kaylee, Bree, and Zoey popped into the room and shouted in unison, “Jailbreak.”

“Yay!” I clapped my hands and grinned like a loon. My family was the best.

Jand bowed slightly.“My ladies.”He picked up my hand and kissed it.“Until later.”He walked out.

“He was so hitting on you,” Bree crowed.

Zoey whistled. “Jand is sex on two legs.”

“Definitely yummy, and even better, my scales don’t turn him off.”

Kaylee raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “Why would they? You’re gorgeous.”

“I love you to death, but gorgeous I’m not.”

“I’m tellin’ the truth,” Kaylee shot back. “Your scales are kinda cute.”

“Right, cute.” Still no tentacles, thank God. I knew I wasn’t ugly by any standards, but my self-esteem had taken a hard knock. I looked around. “Where’s Aunt Tess?”

“She’s getting the grub together.” Bree hooted. “It’s party time!”

“Food? Booze?”

“And a chocolate fudge cake,” Zoey said, handing me a black tunic with intricate red design, leggings, and boots.

“Good. I’m starving.” I hurriedly dressed. “Who’s giving me a ride?”

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