Might Makes Right (The Kurtherian Gambit Book 18) by Michael Anderle

Author:Michael Anderle
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-08-22T06:00:00+00:00

QBBS Meredith Reynolds, Military-side Airlocks

“All aboard who’s going aboard,” Bobcat called over his shoulder, before he turned and kissed Yelena. “We will be back in three days.”

“See that you are,” she replied, then kissed him back and biting his lower lip. “Or Momma is going to be upset.”

“Momma?” Bobcat asked, a squeak in his voice.

“It’s a figure of speech, you big scary-cat!” She laughed. “I know how to keep the bread from rising, worrywart.”

“Well, I’ve heard the stories from Eric. You’d think he was a regular human again. Those twins are killing him! And it’s ‘scaredy,’ not ‘scary.’”

“Eric’s just working it for sympathy, and good—scary didn’t make much sense to me either,” she admitted. “My first batch of Bitch’s Pale Lager is going to uncork in two nights.”

He kissed her one more time. “Good luck.”

She shook her head as William walked by the two of them. Slapping Bobcat on the back, William laughed and said, “You two need to get over it. It’s only for three days.”

Yelena leaned around Bobcat and called after William, “Doing who knows what!”

“That’s the point.” Marcus headed for the Pod. “Don’t know anything, can’t share anything, and everyone knows you and Bobcat…” his voice trailed off as Tina went by.

“Are you doing the boom-boom?” she asked them.

“That the best you got?” Bobcat asked, turning to watch Tina enter the twelve-seat Executive Pod.

She raised an eyebrow in challenge.

Bobcat smiled. “Go for it, young padawan.”

Marcus stuck his head around the door. “Oh, I got to hear this.”

William stepped around Marcus. “Go Tina, go Tina, go!”

“You got this!” Marcus encouraged her.

“No less than twenty,” Bobcat warned.

Tina’s eyes narrowed.

“And no help.” He touched the side of his head. “That’s cheating.”

“Hmphh, wouldn’t have done that. I know the rules,” she answered, and jerked a thumb behind her.

“Ok, give it your best shot,” Bobcat encouraged.

“What’re the stakes?” she asked.

“First brew choice to the winner.”

“Ok, I can live with that,” she said, then sucked in a deep breath and started spitting out her best, “Aggressive cuddling, bam-bam in the ham, balling, bandicooting, four-legged foxtrot, jerking it while she’s twerking it, nailing, naffling, nobbling, plooking, plonking, pole-varnishing, shampooing the wookie—”

Marcus turned his head to William. “Oh, that’s a good one.” William nodded in agreement.

“Sinking the pink, tube-snake boogie—”

“A little ZZTop,” William commented. “I play that all the time.”

Bobcat had already lifted through ten fingers, closed both hands again, and now had one fist of fingers open, indicating Tina had five more to go.

“Mingling limbs, humping,” her eyes narrowed when he didn’t give her credit for that offering, “gland-to-gland combat, going balls deep with one’s Twinkie in the bearded clam.”

Bobcat gave her two fingers’ worth of credit as she squeaked out the last one, her voice about spent. “Tromboning!”

Bobcat looked at William and Marcus, a question on his face. “No cheating, Marcus!” he called. “I’m waffling on tromboning. That’s a very common—”

“Nope.” William shook his head as Marcus looked back at him. “Not for someone her age, so it counts.”

Marcus turned back to Bobcat and pointed at William.

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