The Avatar Experiment (The Future of Sex Book 3) by Maxxwell Lexi

Author:Maxxwell, Lexi [Maxxwell, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Sterling & Stone
Published: 2015-02-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

CHLOE DRESSED DOWN THE NEXT day. It was easiest on Sunday to take a break from being sexy. She loved her job and found sex empowering, but sometimes didn’t want the option. Sometimes it was nicer to sit at a table outside one of District Zero’s cafes by herself and sip mimosas.

Of course, “unsexy” for Chloe had the understated allure of a sexy nurse (in professional dress, ready to save lives with her panties on) or a sexy librarian (the kind who shelved books rather than bent over to reveal a bare ass in fantasies for men like Tony). Chloe didn’t have to play characters who were sexy-but-not-sexy to fail at being sexy. She wore simple tan shorts, baggy and not at all hip-hugging, a plain blue tee, and sandals. She had her dark-brown hair back in a pony tail, utilitarian and not artificially demure, loose hairs sticking out from the sides in what was, to Chloe, a disheveled mess. She wore no makeup; had all the correct undergarments (and not even fancy ones). But still, eyes followed her as she walked down the street, and a man who’d turned to watch her pass walked face-first into an antique lamppost.

Chloe had grown used to it and barely noticed, but caught her reflection in the cafe’s window as she sat almost annoyed. Chloe at her worst was actually Chloe at her best. She had a slim form and perfect, subtle curves that couldn’t be concealed except by a winter coat — and even in the wintertime had the look of a sexy Russian femme fatale with pale skin, naturally red lips, and mysterious blue eyes that scanned the crowd from inside a fur hood.

She kept a low profile, sat in a corner, away from foot traffic on the street, and spent most of the time perusing Crossbrace magazines on her tablet. When she looked up, Chloe saw another man looking at her, and for some reason didn’t feel compelled to look away.

Until she realized that staring was rude.

She looked up a moment later. The man who’d been watching her had ordered coffee. He looked about 25, and something in his body language said that was a natural 25, not an older man stuffed with age-defying nanobots. He had a black shirt and long pants. His arms were thin — but in a way that Chloe, who’d grown up geeky and liked guys with less classical beauty — found adorable. His face was lean and friendly, with dark eyes and darker eyebrows. He had puffy, unkempt brown hair. Everything in his manner said he didn’t give a shit, that he’d ride a skateboard one day and work in an office the next. Not that he looked like an office guy. Most office workers were Directorate, and this guy definitely looked Enterprise.

Chloe’s job with O technically placed her in the Directorate party — she got her fixed salary and wasn’t required to scrape for her living — but was Enterprise at heart.

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