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“Fuck anyone that tells you that you’re ugly,” I say to him. “I like your face.” He’s quiet for a long moment, as if he doesn’t know what to say. “Humans do have strange tastes after all.”

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In The Corsair's Bed

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“You should have stayed with your sister.” “Why? She doesn’t need me.” I tilt my head, studying him. “You don’t need me, either, not really. I’m not going to lie—I’m probably going to be shitty company on this trip. I’m going to be slow as molasses, and I’m not very strong. But you do need a friend…and I can be that for you.” He covers the hands I have on his cheeks with his own, and then lifts my hands to kiss each palm. “Are we just friends, Mah-dee? You know you have my heart.”

“Are you really surprised by the endurance of religion? What ideology is likely to be more durable than one that conforms, at every turn, to our powers of wishful thinking? Hope is easy; knowledge is hard. Science is the one domain in which we human beings make a truly heroic effort to counter our innate biases and wishful thinking. Science is the one endeavor in which we have developed a refined methodology for separating what a person hopes is true from what he has good reason to believe. The methodology isn't perfect, and the history of science is riddled with abject failures of scientific objectivity. But that is just the point-these have been failures of science, discovered and corrected by-what, religion? No, by good science.”

“What did you see in me?” “You just…looked like you needed a friend. And I did, too.” She puts her hands over mine. “No, it’s more than that. I needed to connect to someone. I felt alone, and lonely, and I felt like…well, that you would understand. That you would know how it felt to be surrounded by people and still feel adrift.”

“My mate,” I tell her softly. “What would I do without you?” Her eyes go wide. “Your mate?” “You have been since the day you claimed me.” I stroke my thumb over her soft, strange, pink mouth. “There is no other for me. There never has been.” “Not even my sister?” Her voice catches. I snort. “Your sister is my greatest mistake. I do not think I have ever even liked her.”

“I drop to my knees and press my head to her teats, listening. Hoping. “Oh,” she breathes, just as her chest begins to resonate. “Oh. I think…I think the ground isn’t shaking. I think it’s me.” “And me,” I tell her, utter joy racing through me. I hold her tightly, burying my face against her as I listen to her khui begin its song. It is singing to me. And I am singing back.”

“I do not remember. I have said this.” “Or…the time you shared your mate with me? In the furs?” I growl low and stop in my tracks, sudden fury sweeping over me. Harrec stops, too. He raises his hands into the air, grinning. “It is a joke, friend. Merely a joke. I was testing you.” “It is not funny.” Another hunter walks up and gives Harrec a push on the shoulders, indicating he should walk. It is Bek. “Your jokes are as poor as your hunting skills.”

“There is no one here but you and me. I shall never tell another if you decide I am not manly enough for you.” Kate giggles, and the sound is sweet to my ears. “Thank goodness. I was so worried about that,” she teases, and when I clutch my chest as if wounded, her laughter escalates. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re ever serious, Harrec.” “Only when I must,” I admit with a grin. “But I am very serious about how much I like you.”