hand had found the hem of her uniform jacket in his sleep. His fin

e, one by one. As soon as she lifted his index finger, his pinky clamped

spered. "Okay,

through her pants. She rested her head against the side of the sofa, near

3:00 AM, the d

tion to the neural reset. He groaned, turning onto his side,

" he m

o the sofa, landing awkwardly against his chest. He was a fur

ing to push against his che

ed around her, trapping her against him. His face buried

ogene froze. It wasn't a romantic kiss. It was

hispered, her v

ene's mind went blank. For a second, just a second, she stopped fighting. The sheer human

antes, the man Clair was trying to secure a merger with-she would be destroyed. Clair w

hed him

his arm falling over his eyes. He

backed away, her chest heaving. She

w. The sky was turning

aff would arrive soon. The c

e front, likely torn off when he pulled her onto the sofa. She scanned the floor.

have time

om where it had fallen. She wiped the handle on her apr

stem, detecting Kenan's vitals had stabilized into a deep sleep pattern,

her shoes off, holding them in her hand to silence her foot

felt like a de

. She stripped off the uniform, her hands shaking so badly she nearly ripped the zi

days and jeans with a hole in the knee. She splashed cold water

here was a red mark on her

hissed at he

k door of the club just as the garbage trucks were rolling into th

shadow in the city. But she knew, with a sinking feeling in her gut, that she had