She was inexperienced in the area of the male form, but when she had her mind on something, all I could do was touch her silky, snow-colored hair and hold on. It wasn’t long before her hands and tongue had me cursing out her name as she swallowed down my essence greedily.
After she was done, and I lay there praising her like the goddess she was, we reassembled our clothes and snuggled close to finish the movie.
I would have stayed longer but was called to do hero work.
She walked me to the door, and I leaned in to give her a slow kiss on her sleepy face.
“Get some rest. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Okay,” she replied softly, and that was good enough for me.
My thoughts kept playing over the night as I drove to the water treatment plant that had a large pipe rupture. The men couldn’t get in to fix the pipe because the room was flooded and the shut-off was jammed. It was odd, but I guess it could happen. My powers were an easy fix in a situation that could affect many people, since this was the city’s main plant.
I changed into my hero gear before showing up to the scene and held back the water long enough for the men to get in and fix the pipe.
It was close to dawn when I finally made it to my bed, exhausted in all the ways possible. Of course, sleep wasn’t going to take up much of my agenda today. Phillip had called in a group meeting at HQ.
“She was worth it,” I grumbled to myself as I rolled back out of bed after only getting two hours of rest. I sold my soul to the Hero Society for Gwendolyn.
Gwendolyn’s car was parked in the lot when I pulled up, and my walk gained a little bit of extra pep in it.
The room was quite crowded as I entered. Everyone I’d met in days past was hanging out, chatting with each other. I was apparently the last to show up. Without thought, I said hello then found Gwendolyn sitting in a chair next to Rose and Draco, who were cuddle up in their own round chair. The room looked like a large living room: big TV, sectional, chairs, coffee table, and all sorts of gaming equipment.
“Hi.” I held out my hand for Gwendolyn’s, and she took it. She wasn’t expecting to move, but I pulled her up, plopped myself in the chair and brought her down onto my lap. She looked nervous but didn’t move off of me.
“This okay?” I asked, just to confirm, and she nodded yes.
“Great, another couple,” the rocker kid on the opposite side of the room groaned, and I wanted to laugh at his theatrics.
“Well, if Lilith would stop crashing all your dates, you’d be one of us, A.J.,” sad Echo, the raven-haired Native American woman who could change into animals. The man next to her—Asher was his name, if I remembered correctly—grinned at his woman and wrapped his arms around her. There was a lot of love in this room.
“The first girl that doesn’t run away from me can have him.” Lilith was grinning then stuck out her tongue at Echo. The women in this room were something else. I was curious what Gwendolyn thought of them.
“Let’s get down to business, shall we?” Phillip stood and lifted a remote toward the TV. We were looking at some sort of map of Seahill, but the bay was red- and orange-colored.
“What’s going on?” Rose asked, while looking through the paperwork in the folder.
Phillip looked like he always did, a blond-haired pretty boy—the puppet master of the world.
“The colors on the map show the levels of toxicity in the bay. There are high levels of a dangerous algae. There were also traces of the toxins at the water plant last night that had rusted the doors of the emergency shut-off room. Arthur did containment work, but evidence shows whatever is happening with our water is not good. There is a chance it could spread, and once it gets out of the bay and into the Pacific there will be no containment. People are getting sick—even the air around the water is causing respiratory issues. Take care of everything else in the city, but this needs to become a priority. We have to fix this before it destroys our planet.” He looked around, and the whole room was quiet.
The information on the screen and in the folder, wasn’t good.
“Any idea where the toxins are coming from?” Echo went into cop mode, asking questions for everyone to hear.
“No. The results from testing showed high levels of nitrogen, phosphates, and potassium—common in fertilizers, which would explain the bloom in algae. The rivers are partially frozen, so they haven’t been able to tell from their samples if the toxins are coming from inland, although from the map you can see it’s especially red by the mouth of the Hatcher River. Could be something to investigate. I have my people at Griffin Enterprises looking into the chemical aspects, but this requires more. Arthur and Gwendolyn, I’m putting you guys on this. Echo, Asher, use your gifts to sniff out what you can from nature.”
We were getting delegated, and for a moment I felt proud of myself for being here. I’d taken a stand with them before, and now I would be doing it again.
“Everyone else, keep your eyes open and your communicators on. That’s the big bad news; now onto the good news. If you guys successfully save our planet again, then we will be having another Hero Society wedding.” He looked at the girl sitting in the unicorn onesie, who just winked then flashed a blindingly big diamond on her left hand.
Everyone hooted and hoorayed. I guess we needed to solve this water problem so I could dance with my woman at a wedding. I side-eyed Gwendolyn to see what she was making of all this noise, and my heart warmed at her smile. She was happy for them, her little hero family.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Gwendolyn
“I can’t believe you just build these complex robots in one night. You’re a fucking genius,” Arthur exclaimed as we walked along the bank of the Hatcher River.
