Axel raised an eyebrow. "Feisty. Looks like someone isn't enjoying the other side."
Deepa glared at him. "Don't talk about it."
"Why not?" Axel grinned. "I've spent years dodging your people, and it's a fucking blast."
"You're a monster," Deepa hissed.
"Takes one to know one," Axel retorted.
Deepa clenched her jaw, her hands fisting the table.
She looked like she wanted to say more, but then the waitress arrived to take their order.
Axel could only watch as Deepa pointed to several of the most expensive items on the menu.
"Hungry?" he asked, once the waitress left.
"Starving," Deepa muttered. "You made me waste a perfectly good lunch."
Axel rolled his eyes.
They sat in silence until her food arrived. She immediately started shoving pieces of meat into her mouth, her face lighting up with joy.
Axel couldn't understand why watching her eat brought him so much joy, but it did. It made him feel content and at ease as much as he tried to hide it.
Mental images of her swollen and round with his offspring began to surface in his mind. He imagined her breasts full of milk and her nipples dark and leaking.
It was strange and disturbing.
"What?" Deepa asked, noticing his stare.
"Nothing," Axel muttered, his cock stiffening and he shifted uncomfortably. "You take birth control?"
"Got a shot," she murmured through a mouth full of steak.
Axel felt his stomach lurch with disappointment, even though he had zero interest in being a father. The last thing he wanted was to end up forcing his childhood onto some poor brat.
"Why?" Deepa asked. "Are you trying to knock me up or something?"
"No," Axel coughed, even though his cock twitched in protest.
The bell above the door rang, and two men entered, fluorescent Infection Control jackets more than obvious.
Axel didn't even flinch. There was nothing that they could pin on him, but Deepa immediately tensed up.
"Relax," Axel muttered.
"But they-"
"You're human now," he hissed. "Act like it."
"But-"
"They won’t notice if you just shut up."
"But I know them."
Axel swore under his breath. "How well?"
