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urgency. Tangling her fingers in his hair, she guided his mouth to
her nipple. He happily obliged, drawing upon it firmly, then
catching it between his teeth. She cried out, but the pressure
stopped well short of pain.
    “Please.” She was shocked by the demand in
her own voice.
    “Please stop or please more?”
    Trembling, she wrapped her arms around him.
If she let this go any further, this gorgeous man would peel down
her dress and see her fleshy hips and round thighs, her…but she
ached like she’d never ached before.
    “Everything about this is wrong,” she
whispered. “I don’t even know who you are.”
    Marc gently pushed her to arm’s length,
searching her flushed face, confounded. “My name is not what’s
bothering you. You’re afraid of something. I won’t get you
pregnant. Is that what you’re worried about?” She shook her head.
“I’d never hurt you, Tuesday. If you aren’t enjoying this, let’s
stop.”
    “I haven’t… It’s not just my face. My body
hasn’t been cosmetically enhanced either.”
     
    She sounded so utterly miserable, Marc
wasn’t sure he understood what she meant. Gently cupping one
breast, he said, “There’s no need for enhancement.”
    If anything, she only looked more miserable.
“Nature wasn’t quite so kind with the rest of me.”
    “Tuesday.” He stepped back and swept her
from head to foot with a slow assessing stare. “What the hell are
you talking about?”
    Crossing her arms over her breasts, she
stared back at him silently.
    “Your legs are long, your hips are nicely
rounded, and from what I could see when you were on all fours,
there is certainly nothing wrong with your ass, so what is—”
    “My thighs wiggle, my hips are fleshy, my
stomach makes me look pregnant, and my—butt is fat.”
    “With your vast knowledge of the female
anatomy…” He laughed. “Guess you do have a vast knowledge of
anatomy, but I’m more qualified to judge the appeal of female
anatomy, so why don’t you let me determine if I find your—butt fat
or not.”
    She slipped her arms into the straps of her
dress and Marc wanted to howl. “How about if I tell you how I’m
going to save your daughter, instead?”
    Smart lady. His body would have been much
happier with a truly dumb blonde right about now. Tuesday
Fitzpatrick was…complicated.
    “Okay,” he reluctantly agreed. “I don’t see
why we can’t have the conversation naked, but I do like the
topic.”
    She smiled and moved toward the door. Her
glorious breasts swayed subtly and he realized her bra lay on the
floor at the foot of the bed.
    His already pounding erection just about
buckled his knees.

Chapter Five
     
    A shrill perimeter alarm signaled an
unscheduled arrival. Phil Carey turned to the security screen,
which monitored the secluded shuttle lot. He armed the external
pulse array without moving his gaze from the monitor.
    From the outside, his headquarters appeared
to be a ramshackle warehouse, indistinguishable from the myriad
buildings crowding the industrial sector of the city.
    A common, unmarked shuttle landed. He
reached for the transmitter, meaning to warn the trespasser they’d
put down in a private lot. The side hatch opened and Elijah James
climbed down.
    What was he doing here? His current
assignment as “Elihu”, Job’s lieutenant was perhaps the most
dangerous Elijah had ever undertaken. Elijah was much too
experienced to risk exposure without good reason. Something must
have gone wrong at the Tower of Babel.
    Elijah disappeared into the adjacent
building. An underground passage connected the two. Having no one
enter or exit directly reinforced the illusion that Phil’s building
was abandoned.
    Phil met Elijah as he emerged from the
security passage.
    “Sixteen months of groveling and kissing
that pompous weasel’s ass and she blows it all in one fell
swoop.”
    If the young man’s florid face was any
indication, he needed a minute to regain his composure. “Let’s