by E J Frost
grab Kez’s hand to pull her onto the trike
behind me. My hand brushes against the
collection of straps, bangles and beads she
wears around her wrist. Feeling them,
something clicks in my head. The why of our
rushed trip back to her place before the meet.
“This how you got the monofilament in
there?”
“Yes.”
Sneaky kitten. She didn’t give me even a
hint she intended to take a weapon into the
meet. But she must have known the guard
would make the same mistake I did. Thinking
it was nothing but jewelry.
Kez puts her hand on my shoulder for
balance and climbs on behind me. I let her
get settled. Smile to myself when she slides
her hand down the front of my pants.
I twist my head so I can look over my
shoulder at her. She smiles at me uncertainly.
I waggle my forefinger at her until she leans
in close enough to kiss. “Smart kitten.”
She grins and relaxes against my back.
Presses her cheek against my shoulder, her
breasts against my back. Mmm. Now that the
adrenaline from the confrontation with Tyng
is ebbing, I’m thinking about bed. Maybe she
is, too.
“Ready, kitten?”
“Uh-huh.”
I fire up the trike and wheel it between
the warehouses toward Nock. Pass a sleek
black skimmer humming determinedly the
way we came. Probably Mike’s backup. I
give them the bird before I open up the
trike’s engine. Listen to its roar fill the quiet
night. Giving voice to our triumph.
We pass the nearly intangible boundary
in the urban sprawl that separates Hemos
City from Nock. The last weight of our
confrontation with Tyng falls away. Hemos
may have been Tyng’s city, but Nock is ours.
The place both Kez and I have chosen.
Ahead of us, Kez’s bed waits, with the
promise of all the many pleasures that
sleeping with Kez holds. Beyond tonight,
tomorrow’s got more challenges than terrors.
Kez wants a ship to cement our partnership. I
want a ship to provide an escape from
Kuseros if things get to be too much. And
there’s that whole sex-in-zero-gee thing. So
tomorrow we’ll buy a ship.
And if there’s time after ship-shopping,
then I’ll begin settling some scores. I’ve got
a long list.
Think I’ll start with Kincaid.
About the Author
E J Frost is an ex-patriot American living in
the wilds of North-West England.
Connect with the author on Facebook (EJ
Frost), Twitter (@ejfrostuk), and
LiveJournal (ejfrostuk).
Watch for the sequel, Throwing Fire, coming
soon.
Table of Contents
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
About the Author
Document Outline
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
About the Author
Table of Contents
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
About the Author