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hesitation as
they needed to get off the asteroid as soon as the defense shields
were down. If they didn’t, they would not be given another chance.
His gut, and his cat, were telling him that time was running
out.
    He knew he had hurt her feelings when he
accused her of being a spy. He could smell the hurt radiating out
from her. When he had admitted he would have killed her if she had
been, she had shut down on him completely. It was as if an icy wall
suddenly formed around her emotions.
    He pulled away reluctantly. Opening his mouth
to explain to her that it was a fruitless endeavor to fight the
attraction, his words froze as pain exploded through him. His eyes
watered almost as bad as when she had sprayed that weapon of hers
in his eyes as her head connected with the end of his nose in a
blow that had him stumbling back a half step.
    His hands released her as he grabbed his
offended nose. “What in the Guall’s balls did you do that for?” He
bellowed out, falling back another step when she angrily pushed
against him.
    “You can smell me?” She demanded
elbowing her way around him and back toward the bed where she had
her pepper spray hidden under her pillow. “You can SMELL me? Is
that supposed to be a compliment? If so, that’s right up there with
did you use any deodorant or when is the last time you took a bath?
I do NOT stink!” She was so going to spray his ass.
    “Riley, I did not mean you stink. You smell,
that is different,” Vox’s muffled voice came out from behind his
hand. “What are you doing?” He asked warily as she turned with a
determined look on her beautiful but very angry face.
    “I’m going to pepper spray your sorry ass,”
she growled, holding the small leather cylinder out in front of
her. “Then, I’m going to make a throw rug out of it! I. DO. NOT.
SMELL!” She yelled out in fury.
    Vox edged around her wondering how he had
gotten himself in this position. Holding his hand out, he stepped
lightly to the side heading toward the entrance to their living
quarters. His cat hissed at him again for making a mess of the
situation.
    How in the Guall’s ball was I supposed to
know she would take offense? He muttered to his cat in
frustration.
    “Riley, I smell desire,” he began before he
ruefully admitted, “or at least I did.”
    “I’ll show your sorry ass desire,” she said
as she advanced on him shaking the cylinder menacingly. “Let’s see
if you can smell this!” She snarled depressing the button on the
spray cylinder at the same time the door opened.
    Vox jerked to the side, covering his face in
defense. Unfortunately, Tor wasn’t as fast. His roar of pain echoed
down the long corridor. The sound bounced along the walls, drawing
others from their rooms. Several Antrox guards hurried down the
corridor. They stopped when they saw Tor withering writhing on the
floor in agony. Riley bent over him trying to pat him on his
shoulder as he rolled back and forth.
    785 and 157 came hurrying down the corridor.
“What has happened?” 785 demanded, stopping and releasing a sigh of
frustration when he saw Riley’s blond head.
    “Oh baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt
you,” Riley cooed to Tor who was curled in a ball trying to rub his
eyes. “I was trying to hurt the big oaf. If he would have stayed
still you wouldn’t be hurting. I’m so sorry, darling,” she said
trying to get him to turn so she could see how bad it was.
    Riley looked up and glared at Vox. “Well,
don’t just stand there like an idiot! Go get me a wet cloth,” she
demanded.
    Vox nodded knowing how much pain his poor
friend was in. He hurried back into their living quarters to
retrieve the needed item. Riley looked up and scowled at 785 and
157.
    “What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy
taking care of my mates?” She snapped, glaring at both of them.
    785 sighed and nodded to the guards. “If this
is the way she takes care of her mates it might not be necessary to
kill them. She will