Switched: Brides of the Kindred 17 by Evangeline Anderson

Author:Evangeline Anderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: scifi, alien, scifi erotica, scifi romance, scifi erotic romance, evangeline anderson, fated mate, kindred, brides of the kindred

Chapter Fourteen

Galaxies away, Kerov was woken by a shrill, annoying tune ringing in his ear. He sat up at once, momentarily disoriented. It was dark—nighttime—where was he? There was a thin sliver of light coming from somewhere—when his eyes adjusted he was able to look down at himself and take in his surroundings. He let out a low curse when he saw he was back in Frankie’s body, lying in her bed.

His heart started to pound. Frankie—where was Frankie? And what was he doing back here in her body? They had been about to start the banquet—it was a situation loaded with potential pitfalls and she would be lost without him! How could he get back to her?

I have to fall asleep, he thought. That seems to be the way this works—when one of us sleeps, the Switch occurs. I have to go back to sleep so I can get back to my body and help her with the banquet.

But there was no possibility of sleeping with the tinny, irritating music which was coming from the small table at the side of the bed.

Kerov fumbled on the small table and found the source of the noise—a flat, rectangular machine about the length of Frankie’s hand. The moment he touched it, rows of numbers appeared on its blank screen.

What in the Seven Hells is this? Some kind of communications device?

Kerov stabbed at the numbers to make it stop the noise but nothing happened until his thumb accidentally pressed against a small, recessed button near the bottom of the device. At once the noise stopped. But as he was about to put the thing back down, a voice came out of it. A male voice.

“Frankie? Hey, mi amor, I’ve been thinking about you.”

“What?” Kerov growled. “Who is this?”

“Don’t be like that, mi corazon—you know who this is. Come on, I miss you,” the male voice begged. “Don’t be like this—you may have divorced me but you’re still mi esposa in the eyes of God, as your abuela is always saying.”

Finally Kerov was able to put it all together. This must be the male Frankie had called her “ex”—the one she had been joined to but had left.

“Carlos,” he said, frowning as he spoke into the communication device.

“Of course it’s Carlos,” the male on the other end said. “Who else would be calling to say they loved you?”

“Why are you calling at this hour?” Kerov demanded. “It’s…” He glanced at the communications device which a quick scan of Frankie’s mind told him was a “phone.” Numbers at the top of the screen proclaimed the time. “It’s only o-four hundred hours,” he said. “Why would you call to proclaim your love at such an early and inconsiderate hour?”

“I told you—because I love you, mi amor! And I’ve been thinking about you…” Carlos’s voice dropped to a lower register. “Tell me, what are you wearing right now? Do you have on one of those sexy little lacy outfits like they sell at your work?”

Kerov began to feel extremely annoyed.

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