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Tag Archives: Jane Adams

Last Dance Redux 23

::TWENTY THREE:: You can feel it, even out here. Epsilon 4. No lights, no power. Floating like a ghost ship in front of us. Both Johnson and I are already on our feet, waiting for a quick and dirty docking. Going to be a little difficult, given that there’s no light, except that reflected off [...]

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Last Dance Redux 22

::TWENTY TWO:: The hallway is quiet, and dark, outside the doors. The same grate floor, the same grate ceiling, higher this time, maybe fifteen feet. The only difference being that I can see the floor above me through this one. The dark, and the close pattern of the grate, doesn’t let me see much. A [...]

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Last Dance Redux 21

::TWENTY ONE :: We’re a few hours from Epsilon 4. Franks and Small, up front. Johnson back here with me, rigging charges, preparing explosives. No one’s said anything in the past few hours, once we got done discussing how we’re going to get into the prison ship to get her out. Everyone’s avoiding talking about [...]

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Last Dance Redux 20

::TWENTY:: Epsilon 4. The last fucking place she’d want to be. A military prison. If anywhere could break her, that’d be it.

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Last Dance Redux 19

::NINETEEN:: I hadn’t intended to mark her. Maybe it just wasn’t something I did consciously. Small trail of bite marks down her neck. Broke the skin lower down. I haven’t lost control like that in a while. I’ve paid for the privilege of doing it deliberately, biting a woman, which isn’t anywhere near the same [...]

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Last Dance Redux 18

::EIGHTEEN:: The trip down the hall to my quarters is too long. And not long enough. His hand hasn’t left me since we got dressed. Broad hand spanning my lower back. Possessive circles, stroking, a signal to anyone that watched, that he had claimed me, and all others were to keep their hands off. Strange, [...]

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Last Dance Redux 17

::SEVENTEEN:: Just like this morning, I find myself going to look for her. I could tell myself that it was just concern, that talking with Franks about Dufresne was what drove me to find her. It would be a lie to say it was the only reason. I wanted to find her because I wanted [...]

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Last Dance Redux 16

::SIXTEEN:: Harder to let her go than I’d like to admit to myself. If I was younger, I probably wouldn’t have let her go at all. Just have to settle for the smell of her on me, until I see her later. Right now, I have to find Franks. I keep coming back to this [...]

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Last Dance Redux 15

::FIFTEEN:: He’s giving me a chance to walk away, if I want to, if I have to. That he doesn’t want me to is clear, in his eyes and in his body’s reaction to me. He hasn’t completely let go, just relaxed his hold on me. His eyes still holding mine, as fiercely as his [...]

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Last Dance Redux 14

::FOURTEEN:: “How long have you been awake?” His voice is so deep, so quiet, that it would be inaudible, if his lips weren’t brushing against my neck when he said it. His nose still nuzzled behind my ear. A deep rumble, a vibration against my skin. If I were deaf, I would still be able [...]

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