Of course, as Danya was striding toward the elevator alcove just past Jacob’s office, he popped out and asked Danya if he could talk to her in his office. Only because his office had a glass wall front so anyone could see what was happening in there, did she agree. After the things she had learned, she didn’t want to be in close quarters with him.
Jacob Black was classically handsome with dark hair, amber eyes and a square jaw, full mouth, but the calculating way he was looking at her made her suspicious of his motives.
“It’s good to see you, Danya,” he said with an appreciative smile. The look in his eyes made her feel that he was mentally undressing her.
“What can I do for you, Jacob? I was just leaving.”
“To go back to your cyborg?”
“That’s right,” she admitted, not liking the way he said it.
“Is that why you won’t join us because you are with him?”
“I am where I want to be,” Danya said without elaborating.
“About that… I need to ask you not to encourage the other women to pair off with any of the cyborgs here,” he said. “I understand that you may feel grateful to the commander for rescuing you and your father, but it is not appropriate for the women of the Enclave to be mating with the cyborgs.”
“That sounds like you are biased against them when they are here to help us recover our humanity from the chaos left by the war. We wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for the cyborgs fighting for us.”
“Cyborgs are genetically modified humans, and they will pollute the natural gene pool in ways we can’t even predict. We have to keep the human race pure and natural.” He insisted.
“Is that why you are trying to spread your genes around among the women we brought here for sanctuary from the gangs? Did you think they wouldn’t tell me? Some of them have been my friends my whole life,” she said, unable to completely hide her disdain.
“If you haven’t noticed, there is a shortage of men in the community here. How else are we going to increase the population? Each man will need more than one wife.”
“That will only further narrow the gene pool. There won’t be enough diversity because too many of the children will be half-siblings,” Danya pointed out. “The scientists used only the best genetic material for the cyborgs. They have already proven their superiority. Allowing them to mate with the women here---if they so choose---would only improve the gene pool.”
“I don’t know how you can let that half machine fuck you!” Jacob hissed. “He should stick to his own kind. They have females in stasis right here in this building. Commander Dark and the rest of those machines can fuck them.”
“That’s it! I won’t listen to you insult Vyken. That man has more humanity in his little finger than half the men I know. Who I fuck is none of your business. It sure as hell won’t be you!”
Danya did an immediate about face and stalked out of his office, barely missing walking into the door before it automatically slid open. She went straight to the elevator and pressed the button for the surface. She lunged through the elevator door and shoved the door of the concrete open and ran straight into Vyken.
He caught her upper arms a split second before she smacked into him. Dany gasped, startled then looked up at him. Vyken looked down at her with a touch of humor glinting in his eyes. Danya smiled and shook her head.
