It didn’t smell bad but it looked horrible. Death by sex sounds less humiliating.” She stuck her fork into the paste-like substance. “I’d try to give you a heart attack if I wanted you dead. I could use my fingers if you insist on being paranoid.”Ĭyan grinned and shook her head. “What do you think? I’m going to try to prong you to death? I don’t know who that would be more embarrassing for-you dying by fork or me needing to use something so silly to take you out. “For real? Seriously?” She held out her hand, palm up.
He started to hand her a fork but paused, glancing at her and then it, and back. It’s spectacular if you’re dealing with tasty stuff.” I could have made you a wonderful dinner and maybe taught you the joys of eating. “I cook.” She glanced around his so-called kitchen. I don’t cook and packaged food isn’t a joy to eat. “Do you see one? There’s no point in sitting to enjoy a meal. “I would have to agree with that statement.” He backed away, tearing his attention away from the front of her shirt to get her an eating utensil from a drawer. Those blue eyes of his lifted and lingered on her br**sts.
“He really wanted everything he thought up to be human, only better, and his attention to detail was amazing.” “I think it was your creator’s version of a joke.” She shrugged. Krell’s head jerked her way as he stared at where the noise originated from. Her stomach actually grumbled in response. The thing unfolded and the smell of food filled her senses. He opened the thing, withdrew the box and set it on the counter. She picked up a low hum that lasted twenty seconds before it silenced. He jerked it open, withdrew a box and turned, shoving it into some square, electronic device. It was compact and she had to pause at the door to avoid brushing up against him as he faced off against some weird wall contraption. He stomped off the mat toward a room she hadn’t explored and walked into his kitchen.
Do you want to feed me?” She really enjoyed teasing him as she paused. “You insist on using your extreme sexual appeal to make me lower my defenses.” His gaze narrowed and his hands flexed at his side. You spent plenty of time around human guards and they loved to talk crap.” Think about it and I’m sure it will come to you. She wondered if he even got the joke but she doubted it. He stared at her with all emotion wiped from his expression. The silence finally made her look back at his face. “Or maybe that was just ‘blowing a cyborg’.” I’m only interested in blowing away one cyborg.” She lowered her attention to the front of his pants. She smiled, amused, and in a mood to taunt him a little.
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