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start a new life. He came here and sought asylum from the Council, and they offered it for the price of our family’s participation in the Council operations.”
    “And so you were indentured to the Council.”
    She nodded and stroked a finger down his chest. “Precisely. It isn’t so bad. They don’t take us if we are married or breeding. To make sure that other members of my family had a chance to start their lives, I stayed single and available for my turn.”
    “Thank you. I really mean that. Thank you. If you hadn’t been a member of the Council when you were, I might still be locked up.”
    She shook her head. “No, they had a plan; it just wouldn’t have gone as smoothly.”
    “How did you hide up in the rafters?”
    “I played dead. My species has the ability to slow our biology and appear to be…dead.” She shrugged. “To the elf, I looked like a dead rat.”
    “Charming.”
    “And invisible. It isn’t a bad thing to be when they are doing a scan to find me.” She met his gaze and waggled her eyebrows.
    “Fair enough.” He nuzzled her cheek and she could feel him smile.
    “Would you care to join me for a dip? I am a little sticky.”
    He laughed. “My fault, so yes.”
    He got to his feet and walked toward the pool with her, wading carefully into the cool water until he was chest deep and she floated out of his grip for a quick scrub.
    Diving under the water gave her a fascinating point of view. She could see him under the surface, and it was a delightful view. She swam around him, caressing his pert butt and the trunks of his thighs. When she finally surfaced behind him, he was aroused again.
    Samuel dove under the water and Misty quickly did as well, so she could see where he was coming from. Nothing. She couldn’t see him from any angle until he lifted her in his arms and rose out of the water.
    “Gotcha!” He grinned.
    She squealed and tried to slip out of his grip, but he simply walked out of the pond with her is his arms.
    Samuel carried her over to the blanket and set her down, combing her hair with his fingers.
    The sun warmed her skin and dried her hair as he ran his fingers through it over and over.
    When she turned her head, she felt the caress of something hard and realized that he was combing her hair with his claws. She shivered and rested her head on her drawn-up knees.
    After her hair was dry and silky smooth, he drew her into his arms and spooned with her under the sun.
    With her primary personal setting being nocturnal, she had no objection to a mid-day nap.
     
    Sunburn was not something that happened to her that often, but she flicked from human to beast and back again to heal her skin. Her brother had inherited their ancestor’s darker complexion. He could lay out under the sun all he liked and nothing would happen. It was a fact that he had rubbed in dozens of times over their lifetime. Twins were supposed to be close, but they had always had a rough relationship.
    She turned in Samuel’s arms and looked up into his sleepy gaze. “I am hungry, how about you?”
    He grinned. “Please. I was trying not to move. I didn’t want to wake you.”
    She sat up and went to get the hamper.
    Samuel stretched on the blanket and wiggled like a huge, naked kitten.
    Laughing, she returned with the gourmet selection that Teebie had provided them. It was impressive for someone who specialized in muffins.
    Once he had finished wiggling, he sat up and she set out the food across the fabric, and then, she sat in front of him, on his lap, while they both reached around for food and the glass of wine.
    It was a romantic lunch with a lot of fumbling and giggling. When they got to the fruit for dessert, the juice dripped down her chin and he followed the trail across her breasts. She moaned and arched her head back across his arm, surrendering to the hot, wet worship of his lips and tongue.
    She lay back as he crushed berries and peach slices in his hand, spreading them over her breasts and