Outcast by Cheryl Brooks

Author:Cheryl Brooks
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 12

LYNX HAD KNOCKED HER OUT COLD, BUT WHEN BONNIE came to her senses, Lynx had obviously come to his, and, better yet, he was holding her in his arms. Not purring, perhaps, but definitely holding her. Bonnie lay with her eyes closed, doing her best not to reach up and rub her jaw. She had no intention of jumping up and yelling at Lynx for hitting her, since it had been accidental, anyway; all she wanted to do was to lie there and enjoy it, pain and all. Bonnie could feel his warmth, feel him breathing, and hear his heart beating. She wondered how long she could feign unconsciousness before he became suspicious. Not long, she decided, since her “desire” must have been almost to the smellable phase by then. She tried to think about something else.

Vladen! Vladen must have seen the implant on his scan and, therefore, it would never have occurred to him that Lynx would have had any performance difficulties when it came to sex. He must also have assumed that Lynx understood its purpose and would ask to have it removed if he and Bonnie ever intended to have a child together. Bonnie knew that anything physical would have shown up; she had never heard of one of those scans missing much of anything; they would even light up for an ingrown toenail.

Bonnie tried to visualize vicious enocks and rotten peaches and anything else she could think of to kill her desire, but it was probably already too late. Her only hope was that he might assume it was some sort of residual scent and not drop her like a hot potato. Even knowing the risks, Bonnie couldn’t seem to stop herself and shifted closer to him, her ear pressed against his chest. She listened to his heart—still beating rapidly, but slowing down as he relaxed. Bonnie fought the urge to sigh and forced her hands to remain where they were, though this wasn’t too much of a hardship, since one of them lay across his outstretched thigh.

Lynx began to whisper, but she couldn’t understand him. It could have been Zetithian or Paemayan, for all she knew. Bonnie didn’t know which one would come more naturally to him, but it didn’t matter. The fact that she couldn’t understand him left her free to imagine what he might be saying. He could have been whispering words of love—his voice certainly sounded soft and tender—or he could have been beseeching whatever god he worshiped to deliver him from the evil that was womankind.

Bonnie was finding it difficult to pretend to be out cold while trying very hard not to cry, but her tears gave her away as they ran down his chest. She knew the moment he realized it, for his heart rate quickened abruptly, and she let out a sob, knowing that her moment of peace and joy had come to an end.

“Are you okay now?” she asked, surprised that she was able to move her jaw enough to speak—and also that her voice sounded reasonably normal.

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