from my point of view. He kidnapped me, expects me to sleep with him and has been a better friend to me than anyone I can ever recall. It is natural for me to feel something for him.”
“Even if he might never return the affection?”
She shrugged, kind of depressed by Solus’s words but not willing to show it. “A heart can’t help what it wants.”
“Humans.” He just about sneered the word. “You are such irrational creatures.”
“And yet, didn’t you start out as one?” she taunted. “Isn’t it kind of oxymoronic to hate yourself?”
“I never said I hated humankind; that would require me caring. What I do feel is akin to pity for your constitutionally weak and non-upgraded state.”
She blinked. Then laughed. “Oh my, I do believe you’re a cyborg snob.”
His back stiffened, and he shot her a dirty look.
She giggled louder. “That’s it, cock your lip a little and give me an aristocratic sneer.”
“You need to get your mental faculties checked out,” he snapped.
“Whoa, did somebody say the cute little human here needs some checking ?” Seth entered with a wide grin and a waggle of brows in her direction that sent her into gales of laughter. Seth joined her, always ready for fun while Solus glared at them both.
“I fail to see the humor.”
“You know, you could learn a lot from The Wizard of Oz,” she stated, biting her lip so as to not snicker.
Seth guffawed before singing, “If I only had a brain.”
Solus stomped out as Chloe leaned against Seth, overcome with mirth.
Joe returned while they still laughed. “What is the ruckus? And why does Solus snarl I need to get my human in order?”
Chloe and Seth looked at each other and then sang, “If he only had a heart.”
Perhaps it was the words to the song, or the fact she and Seth had slung an arm around the other’s shoulder so they could do a little shuffle dance, but whatever the trigger, Joe went a little berserk.
And she had to admit it was pretty darned hot.
*
The sight of Chloe and Seth so at ease with each other, and worse, touching each other set something off inside Joe, a combination of irrational anger sprinkled with a covetousness he’d not experienced but had heard of. Jealousy.
Whatever the name for the emotion, he found himself unable to halt it as he ripped Seth away from Chloe’s side and sent his fist into the grinning face. He maintained enough control to not beat his friend to a pulp — barely — but he couldn’t stop himself from slinging Chloe over his shoulder and stomping off to their room.
“What the heck was that about?” she exclaimed as she dangled down his back.
“You seem to have forgotten who you belong to.”
She didn’t say anything for a moment. “Are you jealous?”
“No.” Yes!
“It’s normal to feel that way. It just never occurred to me you would.”
“I don’t. Jealousy is a human emotion. I am a cyborg. We are above such petty wastes of our time.”
“Really. Well then, someone should probably explain that to Seth’s face,” she drawled.
“This is not entertaining. You were practically inviting him to take ownership of your body.”
“I was not,” she exclaimed, and a small rational part of him knew she spoke truly, but he’d lost the ability to decipher logic from madness where she was concerned.
Arriving at their room, he tossed her onto the bed and quickly tore at his clothes.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes wide, but not with trepidation if the protruding nipples through her shirt were any indication.
“Showing you who owns your body.”
“Me.”
“Wrong answer,” he growled. “I do. And it seems I must show you.”
He fell on her, and despite her previous defiant answer, she welcomed him with open arms and a fierce kiss. Her legs spread wide to accommodate his body, but while he’d denuded his frame, she remained dressed. Their hands met at the closing to her pants, their impatient battle to remove them more
“Even if he might never return the affection?”
She shrugged, kind of depressed by Solus’s words but not willing to show it. “A heart can’t help what it wants.”
“Humans.” He just about sneered the word. “You are such irrational creatures.”
“And yet, didn’t you start out as one?” she taunted. “Isn’t it kind of oxymoronic to hate yourself?”
“I never said I hated humankind; that would require me caring. What I do feel is akin to pity for your constitutionally weak and non-upgraded state.”
She blinked. Then laughed. “Oh my, I do believe you’re a cyborg snob.”
His back stiffened, and he shot her a dirty look.
She giggled louder. “That’s it, cock your lip a little and give me an aristocratic sneer.”
“You need to get your mental faculties checked out,” he snapped.
“Whoa, did somebody say the cute little human here needs some checking ?” Seth entered with a wide grin and a waggle of brows in her direction that sent her into gales of laughter. Seth joined her, always ready for fun while Solus glared at them both.
“I fail to see the humor.”
“You know, you could learn a lot from The Wizard of Oz,” she stated, biting her lip so as to not snicker.
Seth guffawed before singing, “If I only had a brain.”
Solus stomped out as Chloe leaned against Seth, overcome with mirth.
Joe returned while they still laughed. “What is the ruckus? And why does Solus snarl I need to get my human in order?”
Chloe and Seth looked at each other and then sang, “If he only had a heart.”
Perhaps it was the words to the song, or the fact she and Seth had slung an arm around the other’s shoulder so they could do a little shuffle dance, but whatever the trigger, Joe went a little berserk.
And she had to admit it was pretty darned hot.
*
The sight of Chloe and Seth so at ease with each other, and worse, touching each other set something off inside Joe, a combination of irrational anger sprinkled with a covetousness he’d not experienced but had heard of. Jealousy.
Whatever the name for the emotion, he found himself unable to halt it as he ripped Seth away from Chloe’s side and sent his fist into the grinning face. He maintained enough control to not beat his friend to a pulp — barely — but he couldn’t stop himself from slinging Chloe over his shoulder and stomping off to their room.
“What the heck was that about?” she exclaimed as she dangled down his back.
“You seem to have forgotten who you belong to.”
She didn’t say anything for a moment. “Are you jealous?”
“No.” Yes!
“It’s normal to feel that way. It just never occurred to me you would.”
“I don’t. Jealousy is a human emotion. I am a cyborg. We are above such petty wastes of our time.”
“Really. Well then, someone should probably explain that to Seth’s face,” she drawled.
“This is not entertaining. You were practically inviting him to take ownership of your body.”
“I was not,” she exclaimed, and a small rational part of him knew she spoke truly, but he’d lost the ability to decipher logic from madness where she was concerned.
Arriving at their room, he tossed her onto the bed and quickly tore at his clothes.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes wide, but not with trepidation if the protruding nipples through her shirt were any indication.
“Showing you who owns your body.”
“Me.”
“Wrong answer,” he growled. “I do. And it seems I must show you.”
He fell on her, and despite her previous defiant answer, she welcomed him with open arms and a fierce kiss. Her legs spread wide to accommodate his body, but while he’d denuded his frame, she remained dressed. Their hands met at the closing to her pants, their impatient battle to remove them more
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