“If y’all are going to start a fight, you might as well just head to the brig!” Danika snapped.
To her relief, it finally seemed to really sink in. The stunned angry looks gave way to uneasiness. Dane actually chuckled—a little shakily, granted, and he looked a bit more panicked than pleased or amused, but he seemed to at least betryingto accept the news gracefully and with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. “We are to have a family?” he asked doubtfully.
Danika sent him a look of gratitude. “We alreadyarea family. Now we’ll have two more. I hope you guys are going to be ready to go to work on our homestead once we get to the new world, because I’m really looking forward to decorating a nursery before the babies get here.”
She’d been more than half joking, but the comment seemed to be just the thing to steady them. They immediately set to work designing the house they would build once they’d settled on the homestead they were assured was theirs as soon as they got to the Cyborg Nation. Danika was pretty engrossed in the project herself at first, but after a while she decided to settle back and let them handle it. If she didn’t like the floor plan when they got done, she’d veto it and make them start over.
Somehow she thought she probably wouldn’t have to. They were detail oriented and thought of things she hadn’t.
In any case, she was content to sit back and watch them and daydream about finally having a real family of her own. Thank gods she’d been drafted and kidnapped from her home world! She might have settled for somebody just like Tommy Dancel and ended up with a tiny, crude little cabin on a rough frontier world! Instead she had four beautiful absolutely wonderful men. They were going to build her a palace. And she was going to have babies as beautiful and wonderful as their fathers!
The End.
Read an excerpt from book five of the cyborg series.
Cyberevolution Five:
Illumination
By
Kaitlyn O’Connor
( c) copyright by Kaitlyn O’Connor, Nov 2008
Cover art by Jenny Dixon
Smashwords Edition
New Concepts Publishing
www.newconceptspublishing.com
Chapter One
Seth prowled the spacious great room restlessly. Three nights ago, when they’d finally tracked the vixen to her lair, he’d been tense with both dread at what he was about to learn and anticipation of the same. Adrenaline had been pulsing through him at the potential for discovery, as well, when they were so close to learning what they’d come so far to discover.
To their surprise it had taken skill, ingenuity, and a great deal of care to breach Dr. LaMotte’s security. None of them had anticipated that, even though he supposed they should have, given the remote location.
Of course they could’ve breached it without any difficulty whatsoever if it had been merely a matter of getting in, if they hadn’t cared whether or not they left their signature behind. He wasn’t certain anyone could have, buttheycertainly wouldn’t have been deterred for more than a few minutes.
It was as well they—or at least he—had contained his impatience. Dr. LaMotte, to his vast disappointment, hadn’t been in residence at the time and if they’d simply burst in, as he’d been more than a little tempted to do, the chances were they would’ve spent months tracking the wily doctor and thrown away any possibility of finding out what they’d come to learn in those few moments of impatience. The residence was miles from the city, but it wouldn’t have taken the authorities long to arrive at the scene and, of course, then they wouldn’t have had the element of surprise any longer.
He’d been both stunned and furious when they’d discovered Dr. LaMotte wasn’t at home. Before his impatience had gotten the better of him, though, it had occurred to him that it was the weekend. Dr. LaMotte was single. The chances were probably good that she’d decided to join friends in the city. They’d contented themselves with searching the house for any useful information. When they’d come up empty, they’d settled to wait for her return with what patience they could muster.
Hehad, he thought irritably. He couldn’t tell that either Simon or Cole suffered from that particular problem.
He still wasn’t entirely certain what to make of the Cyborgs.
He wasn’t sure that forming an alliance with them was one of the wisest things he’d ever done, but then, at the time, he hadn’t exactly been thinking clearly—not beyond the possibility that they were proof of his suspicions, at any rate.
It was nothing short of amazing that they’d managed to rub along together as well as they had, all things considered.
Hell, if not for the circumstances, one or all three of them would be dead now.
Fortunately for him, since coming face to face with an exact replica of himself had been enough of a shock to completely shut down all of his Hunter instincts, it had had the same effect on both Simon and Cole.
Feeling his gut clench at the memory, Seth ceased to pace the room and moved to one of the windows to stare out at the darkness beyond. He wasn’t concerned that he might be spotted. The darkness both inside and outside made him just one more shadow of many. They’d disabled the motion activated lights within the residence to prevent giving away their presence to anyone who might happen to pass by … or to Dr. LaMotte when she finally decided to return.
