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when he had said nothing.How could she have forgotten that?
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 So what are you really needing? she whispered, wanting to cut as much of the game playing as
possible. It also, she wryly admitted, circumnavigated the issue of her leaving without waking him up.
 I really am searching for my father, Michael said easily, so easily Phoebe knew he told the truth.
Besides, he might possibly have been able to bullshit her, butno one could bullshit Brownridge.
Phoebe shrugged and returned to typing on the console.
 I want to make sure Gavreel s trip will be safe and uneventful, Michael continued, and Phoebe felt a
measure of respect sear through her at his genuine caring for his father.  Even so, I also have a feeling I
will need to go out and chase after him. That s where you come in, sweetheart. I need someone to help
me get there.
Phoebe frowned, partially at the endearing term, but more at the rogue thought that crossed her mind on
his proclamation of needing her to come with him to Klampor.  Surely you have a ship license? she
asked disbelievingly. She frowned as she realized she trusted him not to lie, and wondered where that
level of belief in Michael came from. Surprisingly, she didn t feel anger or deceived when he nodded at
her.
 Of course I have a license, but only for small crafts, he said without the least bit of guilt or
defensiveness.  But previous to coming here, I had no idea where Klampor was, had no indication of just
how long this trip would be and whether I was licensed correctly for it.
Phoebe smiled at the bland, almost disgustingly innocent manner in which Michael spoke. She knew he
was being truthful, but she had a sneaking suspicion it played perfectly into his plans at the same time.
 It just appeared to be simpler all around to come out here and request the specialized skills of someone
like you to help me and lead the way, Michael continued, a grin breaking through the serious and
oh-so-innocent expression on his face.
Phoebe laughed, quickly collecting herself back under control, and shot a wry smile to the man seated so
casually next to her. She turned to face him properly, to shoot him a solid, hard question.
 Easier? she said, keeping her voice lowered just in case her earlier laugh had gathered the attention of
some of her co-workers nearby.  Or more like the feeling of Providence handing you a gift, taking it and
running as far as you can with it?
Phoebe felt her heart flutter as Michael smiled, his face seeming angelic in its stunning beauty.Damn. She
tried to keep her raging hormones under control.How can one man s beauty turn my insides to mush
so often and so easily?
 Both, Michael said roguishly, his confession not upsetting her and instead making her chuckle. He
joined in with her and they both enjoyed a quiet laugh at themselves.
Phoebe shook her head and turned back to the holo-screen in front of her, shaking some starch into her
back and purposely pulling her work façade down over her face, needing to be cool, calm and
professional. Usually it wasn t even necessary for her to chide herself, the mask came down easily.
Today, however, she more than struggled, she didn t even know if she succeeded or not.
 Does everything always work this smoothly for you? she asked, intrigued to learn if Michael was
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blessed or something, always having everything fall so easily into his lap.
She shook herself, grateful all the information flashing across the holo-screen would be saved, collected
and neatly arranged however she chose to see fit. With so much of her mind concentrating and focusing
on Michael, she couldn t have sworn to her retention of the facts and data, and even that was
embarrassingly unusual for her.
Determined not to lose her mind completely, she tried to focus more on the readouts flashing before her
eyes.
 Not always, no, Michael stated humbly, or what she assumed was humble for him. She smiled to
herself as she continued to watch the holo-screen.  But when something is this important&  Phoebe
glanced at him as he smiled wryly and shrugged a shoulder.  I don t know, Phoebe, everything always
just seems to work out, yes. Haven t you found the same?
Phoebe let her eyes glaze for a moment, remembering her huge rise up the modeling world, and then
falling into the merc world afterward. She wrinkled her nose slightly and nodded. Somehow, yeah, things
always did seem to turn out. Sure, the path might be hard, or bumpy, or both, she justified to herself, but
Michael had a point. When push came to shove, and shereally needed a break, things usually just tended
to fall into place. Much as he said.
 Yeah, she said softly, taking a deep breath and forcing her attention back to the information she
sought.
 Sometimes feels rather like fate has me marked for something, that s for sure. I make my own choices
and decisions, but somehow it often feels rather like even my own free will is moving in whatever
direction fate has in store for me.
Instead of instantly agreeing or denying, Phoebe noticed Michael remained silent, looking at her, and
then turned his attention back to the screen. He smiled slightly, but thankfully, didn t say anything.
They both lapsed into a companionable silence as she went back to work.
Chapter Six
Vasili had never felt so incongruous standing inside the Book Nook. He watched with hunger, like the
predator ancient fiction had held his kind to be, as Lea skimmed her hands over a shelf full of books.
He had no idea how the mere knowledge of Lea s true age had metamorphosed his lust toward her so
dramatically. He figured the fact she wasn t really jailbait had unblocked the thin veneer he d been forcing
himself behind, and let his real feelings roam free.
He smiled, knowing he wasn t entering his heat phase, and remarkably grateful for it. He had no idea
how he would have been able to deal with the clamoring emotions, wildly out of control needs and
primitive urges, as well as trying to not scare Lea silly, or push her away with his rampaging needs and
screw her blind. He snickered, relieved beyond measure he was not even close to his heat phase.
The strength of his desire for Lea was already almost as strong as he could bear. There just seemed to [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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