Lawked Flame
energy to
repair the damage his jealousy created. Seconds later, Lorenzo
slumped head first onto the seat, his eyes moving rapidly behind
closed lids.
    “ Gorsh,” Khayden cursed, staring
ahead.
    Alayna whipped around to face him, her brow raised
in question. He shook his head, frustrated with the entire
situation.
    She continued her conversation.
“No, I don’t need to meet with you. I’ve given you my answer. Cut
the concerned act. You and I both know if you could’ve sealed this
deal without me, you would have.” Her hand covered one of his on
the steering wheel. Her simple touch put out the fire of his anger.
Inwardly, waves of serenity flowed through him.
H e released a sigh of relief as the
tension in his back eased and left. He
captured her fingers, lifted them to his lips, and kissed the back
of her hand. Without releasing her, he placed their entwined hands
on his thigh. The rage that had threatened to choke him and Lorenzo
vanished as suddenly as it had appeared. With a sigh, he settled
into his seat, not wanting to disturb the sweet peace that engulfed
his entire being.
    “ Look, Rodney I have to go. Tell
Jan I said hi,” she said, and hung up.
    He could feel her stare on his cheek and then their
hands. She balled her fist and then released it. He wondered what
she thought of him and everything that had happened to her since
yesterday, when she had walked into her destiny. Did she even
believe in things like that? There was so much he did not know.
Worse, he did not have the option of years to gather answers.
    “ Are we nearing your home?” He
asked to break the silence, as she stared out the window.
Repeatedly, he glanced at her, appreciating the long line of her
slender neck, the hills and peaks of her high breasts. One day, his
seed would receive the gift of their mother’s milk. The idea made
him smile.
    “ Yeah, I think so.” She paused and
then looked at the single hand in her lap. “I haven’t been here
that long, I’m visiting my brother. I think I told you that
already,” she murmured, and bit her lower lip.
    “ What do you have planned to do
today?” He changed the subject, not wanting her to stop
talking.
    “ Chill for a while, maybe take my
car into town, maybe drive down to Vegas for a day or two. Lots of
options, I’m not sure. We’ll play it by ear.”
    Since he understood about half of what she said, he
nodded, rather than appear ignorant. “What about Lorenzo? What do
you have planned for him?” He tried to hide the jealousy from his
face, but a quick glance in her direction said he had failed.
    Frowning, she asked. “I want him to meet a friend of
mine. I think they’ll get along great.”
    Thinking she might be introducing the younger Lawke
to a potential Kee, he smiled. “That is good. I hope it works
out.”
    Her eyes widened before she broke into a huge smile.
“Really? That’s great. I didn’t think you’d be for him meeting
people outside his...well you know.”
    Khayden squeezed her hand, glad for the opportunity
to show her he was open-minded to mixed relationships. “It is who
we are on the inside that matters. When two people mesh and meet
the needs of the other, who can say they should not be
together.”
    “ Do you really believe that?” she
asked, with a measure of disbelief.
    “ Yes I do. What about
you?”
    “ Personally, I don’t think it’s
anybody’s business what two people decide to do. It takes a lot of
strength and courage to step outside the box. But I believe when
you love someone, you’ll find everything necessary for a strong
relationship.”
    The conviction in her comment tasted strong and
spicy, a clear sign they were an intricate part of her beliefs. On
the inside he grinned, pleased they were making progress. Clotho
worried needlessly, he could woo this woman. His Kee was sweet and
reasonable.
    She chuckled and drew her hand from beneath his.
    He felt the loss immediately and frowned.
    “ Although I have no intention

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