Enemy Overnight by Rotham Robin L

Author:Rotham, Robin L. [Rotham, Robin L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 1419960342
Google: 7gDVCRRiNPEC
Amazon: B0030H265W
Goodreads: 7049022
Publisher: Elloras Cave
Published: 2009-06-24T06:00:00+00:00

Tiber could hardly take his eyes off Jasmine as she nibbled at her meal. She was exquisite with her thick brown hair swept up to display delicate collarbones and Shauss’ golden gift. Several loose tendrils framed her oval face, and although she wore no cosmetics, her cheeks glowed with color. Every time Shauss fingered the clasp at the back of her neck, her breath caught audibly and her blue eyes widened with awareness.

“You’re not looking so hot, Hastion,” Monica said suddenly. “Something you ate?”

Startled, Tiber turned to examine Hastion. Monica was right—he was unusually pale and sweat dotted his upper lip.

“I think he’s allergic to females,” Zannen drawled. He’d been silent all evening, nursing his ale with a surly expression that discouraged anyone from trying to draw him into the conversation.

As if they’d rehearsed it, Hastion and Monica said simultaneously, “Fuck off, Zannen.”

Hastion sent her a wan grin but Monica was too busy glowering at Zannen to notice.

“I don’t like this.” Tiber stood up. “Let’s get you to the infirmary for observation tonight and we’ll do further studies in the morning to determine if your injuries are more severe than diagnosed.”

Hastion rose too. “You stay and enjoy the festivities. I’ll find my own way there.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ll escort him,” Zannen said, getting to his feet.

“Don’t do me any favors.”

“Don’t worry—I need a break from wearing my happy face anyway.”

After Zannen followed Hastion out the door, Jasmine said, “Good Lord, if that was his happy face, I’d hate to see his grumpy one.”

“He’s just jealous,” Shauss assured her.

And no doubt horny, after what he’d witnessed that afternoon—a condition Tiber could heartily relate to. What kind of fool would put himself through a ritual like jurana and refuse to seek release from one of the probes?

After a lengthy pause in the conversation, Jasmine asked, “So why aren’t females allowed to remove body hair?”

“Now there’s a question I’d really like to hear the answer to,” Monica declared.

Much to Tiber’s amusement, Kellen sighed. “Actually, you probably won’t like it.”

“Well, I already knew that—otherwise you would have explained it earlier. I’m guessing it’s some sort of payback for centuries of matriarchal tyranny.”

“Some might think so,” Kellen acknowledged, leaning back in his chair and gently swirling the ale in his goblet. “Our females typically abhorred body hair. Not only did they find it aesthetically unpleasing, but it facilitates the radiation of pheromones, which females were loath to be influenced by. While they ruled, both sexes routinely employed long-term growth inhibitors. When males came into power, we dispensed with such foolishness.”

His tone dared Monica to object, and for a moment she looked like she might. Instead, she challenged him again. “So how do you account for your baby-smooth faces?”

“Inhibitors are still allowed for facial hair, and should you develop any, I’ll gladly help you dispose of it.”

“That’s big of you,” Monica said sourly.

“Be grateful you’re allowed to keep the hair on your head,” Kellen told her with a grin. “Most of us males were required to keep ours at an inch or less.

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