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thump.
Bailey, I will get you coffee.
I mumbled something, tried to swat him away.
I will tend to you.
That had one eye opening. My body woke up quicker than I did and Frey had a handle
on where, stroking me. Mmmm.
You have a class this morning.
Why are there such things as morning classes? I moaned, grabbing a pillow and
covering my head with it.
A warrior is eager to meet his day. Frey swatted my backside. And I am eager, as
always.
He kissed the knobs of my spine, licking, sucking, so that I forgot it was morning and I
was so horny I was ready to hump the bed. Frey!
He turned me over and spread my legs and oh, boy, did he tend to me, taking me in his
mouth, holding me down as I wiggled, laughing when I begged.
I came, but I didn t just climax as I had before meeting him. With Frey, I almost blacked
out, so intense, colours flashing, warm, ruthless mouth, callused hands holding me, keeping
me safe as he shot me high.
I was still panting, recovering from what really was the little death, when he pushed
lube into me before mounting me.
I groaned as I accommodated him.
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You are well? he asked, as he always did.
If I tell you how well I am, you ll just get smug.
He grinned and began to move gently. Oh, yeah. It was going to be one of those
mornings when he took his time. He lifted my arms above my head, held them there. He was
all take charge this morning, but when wasn t he?
Not that I was complaining&
I m taking the class with the new prof, the one who replaced Dunbar, I told him as he
set me free long enough so I could score his back tenderly with my nails. He likes to wear my
marks. He even shows them off, which is incredibly embarrassing but also makes me weirdly
proud.
You will do well in this class! I will put my energy into you, he bellowed. And then
he stopped playing with me and he took me. Conquered me.
I quivered under him when he was done with me. And he looked smug, damn it.
What about that coffee you mentioned? I d taught him how to make it. He drank it all
the time, so it had been a necessity.
I met another of your former lovers, Frey said, getting out of bed and opening the
door. I watched him, stared at his ass as he made us coffee. Then his words penetrated. Oh
shit!
Frey& I began carefully. You didn t challenge this one to a duel, did you? I d have
to hide his sword again. I still remembered the first time one of my asshole exes had made a
crack about how easy I was to Frey.
I let him live, my guide, he said. Killing him and leaving his guts spread over
campus would have been messy, yes? He looked at me with bright blue eyes.
Yeah. Damn, the big lug s jealousy was not adorable. I cleared my throat. If I got too
mushy, Miles and Jared wouldn t let me hear the end of it. I knew Frey s bellowing during
sex probably had them half awake. You going into the shop this morning?
Yes, I am. His eyes were even brighter as he brought back perfectly made coffee and
we shared from the same mug. Candy is a wondrous friend to have found me this place of
work.
Frey worked in a motorcycle showroom and repair shop. Who knew, but he was
obsessed with motorcycles. He d got his licence recently thanks to some underhand
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computer work on Miles part. God knew what my stealthy friend had pulled, but Frey had
ID now. One day Miles would be running the CIA or something. He was one scary dude.
Miles and Candy want to see a movie with us tonight, I said.
He is a good master for her, Frey said and I choked on my coffee.
Ah, Frey& Didn t we have that little talk about women s liberation and stuff? Don t
call him her master, not in her hearing anyway.
Miles smiles when I call him such, Frey said.
I had to laugh. It s your funeral.
Frey took my hand. I will walk you to class, yes, my seiðmaðr?
Yeah, I said. I guess that d be all right.
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The Alien in My Kitchen
Jan Irving
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Excerpt
Chapter One
What now? I asked my best friend, Esmeralda Marks, EZ for short. She d been calling
me nonstop all afternoon. You d think I d never got the flu before. Okay, not just the flu, but
some kind of modified flu-bomb that was genetically engineered to bring me down and
make me beg.
Mitchell Blake, don t you dare hang up! she screeched.
Ouch! Don t yell! I thrust the BlackBerry away from my face. At her volume, I
decided I was safer putting it on speaker and placing it on the kitchen counter of my swanky
dirty-dish-buried kitchen.
Mitch, I m serious.
Something in her tone caught my muzzy attention. I dumped a load of plates into the
soapy water. Since I was stuck missing classes today because I was still sick, I figured I
should catch up on the chores my experiments usually eclipsed.
You re serious& I prompted, my gut twisting when I heard her audible swallow on
the phone. You aren t pregnant, are you? She was my best friend, and despite her
nickname, EZ, she wasn t. But her voice was all about bad news.
No, I m not pregnant. Why would you think that? She sounded cross.
I don t know. But if you were, we could raise the kid together. I could be the gay-best-
friend daddy. It d be cool. They d make a movie you know, showing us struggling with
diapers and baby poop and going on dates with the wrong people but then, because it s
Hollywood, I d suddenly realise I was straight and we d wind up together.
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She laughed. Mitch, you are such a weird guy.
Hey, it s my pitch for the day.
You haven t been watching the news?
I blinked, washing out a serving bowl. I had no memory of using it to serve anything to
company. I probably had it for instant noodles when I d run out of clean plates. Nope.
News free. I was busy with this new experiment, calculating the velocity of mould growing
on rocks when speeding through a vacuum.
Uh-huh. Her voice said she was already tuning me out. Okay, this is more important
than your nutty inventions. Mitch, Jaden is dead.
Jaden is dead, I repeated.
Heavy silence fell like a cloak.
Uh, who is Jaden?
Mitch! Goddess save me, how can you ask me that?
I was chewing my fingernail. When I caught myself, I frowned and stopped. Social
interaction often was the stimulus for this kind of reaction. It s partly why I avoided it.
Because I don t know who he is?
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