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and young children like you?” She stared back at the young faces.
“It’s the best guess we have,” Sol said. “We can’t be certain, but we think that the older ones from our facility are the first.” He paused, and she looked back at him from the window. “Or at least the first successful ones.”
Erica stared at him in horror. “But that would mean…” She was too sickened to even say it out loud. It was understood though. It was clear, if they were altered in the womb, just who the unsuccessful would be. She closed her eyes to keep down the bile that rose up.
When she opened her eyes, she found his steady gaze on her. “You said before that I put off a pheromone. What does that mean? Do I smell?”
Sol shifted in his seat and stared out the front. He cleared his throat a few times. “It means that you put out a nice smell to some of my kind.”
“Some? Why not all?” She turned to lean her back on the door, her leg propped up on the seat. She watched his gaze as it traveled up her bare leg to her exposed thigh. Shifting, she covered it more.
Sol moved in his seat again. “We don’t really know why, but we think it’s more a matter of taste.”
She leaned in toward him slightly, the fabric on her thigh slipping up again. “What does my pheromone smell like?” she whispered to him.
His lips pressed together in a firm line. She rocked forward when they came to a stop and was surprised to see him looking directly at her, his eyes a bright amber.
“You smell like honeysuckle and sex,” he growled. His eyes flared before he leapt out of the car.
Her face flamed at this words. That hadn’t been what she had expected him to say at all, but it sent a zing down to her center.
Erica watched him in the window as she pulled her suitcase from the trunk and looked around. They were surrounded mostly by trees. She could barely see the next cabin through the trees. She looked up at the cabin in front of her. Two stories high, it seemed larger than most cabins she’d ever seen.
She stepped out and sucked in the crisp air.
“So big,” she whispered.
“We’ve built a number of homes out here for the men,” he said and moved past her with her suitcase.
Erica cursed his super hearing.
“We still have a number of homes to build. The younger ones stay at several buildings near the center.” He opened the door and went in.
Erica followed close behind, shutting the door when she came in.
Inside, the building was less cabin and more home. She wondered if the cabins were used to disguise their location from the air. The living room was warm and inviting. A large comfortable couch sat in front of a fireplace. The TV was wedged in the corner, so both could be enjoyed at the same time. A small table stood in the dining room, which opened up to the kitchen.
After passing through, in what she assumed was the grand tour, Sol led her up the narrow stairs. The upstairs was only made up of three rooms, two bedrooms and a bathroom. She peeked into one as she passed and noticed the rich tones. The other room, slightly smaller, was clean and plain. It was a pale blue with little on the walls.
“Will I have a roommate?” she asked, looking at the other bedroom.
Sol set the suitcase on the bed and moved to the door. He paused before leaving and glanced over his shoulder.
“Yes,” he said. “This is my house.”
Erica watched his retreating back as she dropped hard to the bed.
“Don’t leave the house,” he called back. “Make yourself at home, and I’ll be back later.”
She listened to his feet on the steps and the sound of the door closing.
Erica sighed and lay back on the bed. This wasn’t going to be difficult at all.
Chapter Eight
Deep in thought, Sol drove to the main lodge, where the offices were located. He’d already radioed Titus that they should have a meeting about the incident at Erica’s apartment. Sol squeezed the wheel. He also wanted to have a talk with Apollo
“It’s the best guess we have,” Sol said. “We can’t be certain, but we think that the older ones from our facility are the first.” He paused, and she looked back at him from the window. “Or at least the first successful ones.”
Erica stared at him in horror. “But that would mean…” She was too sickened to even say it out loud. It was understood though. It was clear, if they were altered in the womb, just who the unsuccessful would be. She closed her eyes to keep down the bile that rose up.
When she opened her eyes, she found his steady gaze on her. “You said before that I put off a pheromone. What does that mean? Do I smell?”
Sol shifted in his seat and stared out the front. He cleared his throat a few times. “It means that you put out a nice smell to some of my kind.”
“Some? Why not all?” She turned to lean her back on the door, her leg propped up on the seat. She watched his gaze as it traveled up her bare leg to her exposed thigh. Shifting, she covered it more.
Sol moved in his seat again. “We don’t really know why, but we think it’s more a matter of taste.”
She leaned in toward him slightly, the fabric on her thigh slipping up again. “What does my pheromone smell like?” she whispered to him.
His lips pressed together in a firm line. She rocked forward when they came to a stop and was surprised to see him looking directly at her, his eyes a bright amber.
“You smell like honeysuckle and sex,” he growled. His eyes flared before he leapt out of the car.
Her face flamed at this words. That hadn’t been what she had expected him to say at all, but it sent a zing down to her center.
Erica watched him in the window as she pulled her suitcase from the trunk and looked around. They were surrounded mostly by trees. She could barely see the next cabin through the trees. She looked up at the cabin in front of her. Two stories high, it seemed larger than most cabins she’d ever seen.
She stepped out and sucked in the crisp air.
“So big,” she whispered.
“We’ve built a number of homes out here for the men,” he said and moved past her with her suitcase.
Erica cursed his super hearing.
“We still have a number of homes to build. The younger ones stay at several buildings near the center.” He opened the door and went in.
Erica followed close behind, shutting the door when she came in.
Inside, the building was less cabin and more home. She wondered if the cabins were used to disguise their location from the air. The living room was warm and inviting. A large comfortable couch sat in front of a fireplace. The TV was wedged in the corner, so both could be enjoyed at the same time. A small table stood in the dining room, which opened up to the kitchen.
After passing through, in what she assumed was the grand tour, Sol led her up the narrow stairs. The upstairs was only made up of three rooms, two bedrooms and a bathroom. She peeked into one as she passed and noticed the rich tones. The other room, slightly smaller, was clean and plain. It was a pale blue with little on the walls.
“Will I have a roommate?” she asked, looking at the other bedroom.
Sol set the suitcase on the bed and moved to the door. He paused before leaving and glanced over his shoulder.
“Yes,” he said. “This is my house.”
Erica watched his retreating back as she dropped hard to the bed.
“Don’t leave the house,” he called back. “Make yourself at home, and I’ll be back later.”
She listened to his feet on the steps and the sound of the door closing.
Erica sighed and lay back on the bed. This wasn’t going to be difficult at all.
Chapter Eight
Deep in thought, Sol drove to the main lodge, where the offices were located. He’d already radioed Titus that they should have a meeting about the incident at Erica’s apartment. Sol squeezed the wheel. He also wanted to have a talk with Apollo
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