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“My lady, please get over your
fear and come with me,” he said, loudly enough for the Sporran to catch each
word. “Please.”
“I…I…” Maggie felt tongue tied. He was so
tall that they were almost eye to eye even with him kneeling—she’d always liked
tall men. Also, he looked absolutely mouthwatering in those tight black leather
pants and she could still taste his mouth on hers, could still feel the
rock-hard planes of his big body under her hands…
But he also had laser beams for eyes—or
something like them, anyway. And despite her dreams, he was essentially a
stranger. She’d been raised from childhood to never go anywhere with a strange
man—not even around the corner, let alone to a far distant moon. There was also
the fact that he was an avowed killer—he freaking murdered people for a living!
Could there be a more dangerous person to run off with? Maggie didn’t
think so.
Not to mention you
also have a fiancé, whispered a snarky
little voice inside her head. I mean, as long as we’re listing pros and cons
don’t forget about poor Donald.
Maggie blushed when she realized she had almost forgotten him. How could she even be considering going off with some
strange man when she’d been with her fiancé for five years?
She opened her mouth to refuse but then Kor
took her hands in his much larger ones and looked into her eyes.
“I’m asking you nicely because our driver
is watching,” he said in a low voice meant for her ears only. “I don’t want to
scare you, Maggie, but it’s clear you won’t last a minute here alone and this
is the best chance we’re going to get to leave the planet.”
“What are you saying?” she demanded,
keeping her voice low. “That you’ll sling me over your shoulder and carry me
off?”
“If I have to.” His eyes flashed red for a
moment. “If it’s the only way to keep you safe. Do you know what will happen to
you if you try to cross the prosti and porno district alone?”
“Nothing, I’m sure.” She raised her chin.
“After all, this is a female dominated society. So I’m sure if there are
any prostitutes, they’re male.”
“So they are.” His deep voice was grim.
“Because the upper echelons of Yonnie Six are all female dominated. But what
they don’t know—what they don’t want to know is that the lower
echelons—the dregs of society and the poorest of the poor—are free males who hate the females who rule them. And the porno and prosti district is where they all
congregate. If you go down there dressed like a rich mistress—even this time of
day—they’ll tear you apart. After they rape you.” His deep voice was
harsh.
Maggie’s stomach did a slow, sick flip. “I…but
I can go around that area then, can’t I?”
He shook his head. “Walk leagues and
leagues out of the way? In those shoes?” He nodded down at the
ridiculously high green leather heels strapped to her feet. “I don’t think so, blondie.
And if you have to run in them, which you will if you go down the wrong block by mistake…”
“All right.” Maggie looked down at her
feet. “They do hurt but Lady…uh, she made me wear them.
Apparently they’re all the rage this season.”
“They’re liable to get you killed,” Kor
said grimly. “Which is why you’re coming with me. So I can protect you.”
His proprietary attitude pissed Maggie
off. “Who do you think you are, anyway?” she demanded, poking a finger in his
broad, bare chest. “I mean, I rescued you, remember?”
“Of course I remember,” he said gravely.
“I owe you a debt. You came at my darkest hour and saved me. I am a warrior—it’s
a point of honor for me to repay my debts. I must protect you. Please…”
He squeezed her hands. “Please trust me, Maggie.”
That was what it boiled down to, wasn’t
it? Trust. Did she trust him? Maggie wasn’t at all sure but when she opened her
mouth she heard herself say,
“All right. I’ll come.”
“Thank you.” He rose
fear and come with me,” he said, loudly enough for the Sporran to catch each
word. “Please.”
“I…I…” Maggie felt tongue tied. He was so
tall that they were almost eye to eye even with him kneeling—she’d always liked
tall men. Also, he looked absolutely mouthwatering in those tight black leather
pants and she could still taste his mouth on hers, could still feel the
rock-hard planes of his big body under her hands…
But he also had laser beams for eyes—or
something like them, anyway. And despite her dreams, he was essentially a
stranger. She’d been raised from childhood to never go anywhere with a strange
man—not even around the corner, let alone to a far distant moon. There was also
the fact that he was an avowed killer—he freaking murdered people for a living!
Could there be a more dangerous person to run off with? Maggie didn’t
think so.
Not to mention you
also have a fiancé, whispered a snarky
little voice inside her head. I mean, as long as we’re listing pros and cons
don’t forget about poor Donald.
Maggie blushed when she realized she had almost forgotten him. How could she even be considering going off with some
strange man when she’d been with her fiancé for five years?
She opened her mouth to refuse but then Kor
took her hands in his much larger ones and looked into her eyes.
“I’m asking you nicely because our driver
is watching,” he said in a low voice meant for her ears only. “I don’t want to
scare you, Maggie, but it’s clear you won’t last a minute here alone and this
is the best chance we’re going to get to leave the planet.”
“What are you saying?” she demanded,
keeping her voice low. “That you’ll sling me over your shoulder and carry me
off?”
“If I have to.” His eyes flashed red for a
moment. “If it’s the only way to keep you safe. Do you know what will happen to
you if you try to cross the prosti and porno district alone?”
“Nothing, I’m sure.” She raised her chin.
“After all, this is a female dominated society. So I’m sure if there are
any prostitutes, they’re male.”
“So they are.” His deep voice was grim.
“Because the upper echelons of Yonnie Six are all female dominated. But what
they don’t know—what they don’t want to know is that the lower
echelons—the dregs of society and the poorest of the poor—are free males who hate the females who rule them. And the porno and prosti district is where they all
congregate. If you go down there dressed like a rich mistress—even this time of
day—they’ll tear you apart. After they rape you.” His deep voice was
harsh.
Maggie’s stomach did a slow, sick flip. “I…but
I can go around that area then, can’t I?”
He shook his head. “Walk leagues and
leagues out of the way? In those shoes?” He nodded down at the
ridiculously high green leather heels strapped to her feet. “I don’t think so, blondie.
And if you have to run in them, which you will if you go down the wrong block by mistake…”
“All right.” Maggie looked down at her
feet. “They do hurt but Lady…uh, she made me wear them.
Apparently they’re all the rage this season.”
“They’re liable to get you killed,” Kor
said grimly. “Which is why you’re coming with me. So I can protect you.”
His proprietary attitude pissed Maggie
off. “Who do you think you are, anyway?” she demanded, poking a finger in his
broad, bare chest. “I mean, I rescued you, remember?”
“Of course I remember,” he said gravely.
“I owe you a debt. You came at my darkest hour and saved me. I am a warrior—it’s
a point of honor for me to repay my debts. I must protect you. Please…”
He squeezed her hands. “Please trust me, Maggie.”
That was what it boiled down to, wasn’t
it? Trust. Did she trust him? Maggie wasn’t at all sure but when she opened her
mouth she heard herself say,
“All right. I’ll come.”
“Thank you.” He rose
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