“We sometimes hide them in public when we leave NSO lands.” Smiley squeezed her hand.
“You’re not on duty?” She’d noticed everyone in both SUVs, except Smiley, wore NSO uniforms.
“No. This is our outing and it’s their job to protect us.”
She was glad Smiley wasn’t carrying a gun. They scared her. “Do you think it’s really necessary for them to be armed? I mean, we’re just going to a clothing store, right?”
“Standard operating procedure.” Slash spoke from the front. “We need to be prepared to defend our lives at all times when we’re not at Homeland or Reservation. A lot of the officers carry weapons at Reservation though, even when they are off duty. The walls are vast and always expanding. It’s possible an intruder could breach one but Homeland is smaller and more secure.”
It saddened Vanni that they had go to those extremes. She couldn’t imagine living in a world where the majority of society had to keep guns strapped to their bodies. Smiley lifted her hand and brushed a kiss across her knuckles. She stared up at him, a little awed. He did the sweetest things when she least expected.
“We have no crime within our society. When we encounter it, it usually involves humans. It’s rare to have anyone breach our walls. It’s more of a precaution.”
He could read her too well. It was kind of nice though. “I just hate that you have to live like that.”
“It’s our way of life and we enjoy the freedom. That’s the cost of it. There are a lot of humans who don’t wish us harm.”
Flame chuckled. “The mate hunters.”
“What are those?” Her interest was piqued.
“Never mind.” Smiley shook his head. “Just humans who are a little too friendly.”
“Or wish we were.” Slash chuckled.
“Now I’m really curious,” Vanni admitted.
“They are females who flash their br**sts at our officers.” Jericho snorted. “They think we’ll be driven insane with lust and take them home.”
“Oh.” Vanni had no idea the NSO had groupies.
“We tend to ignore them.” Smiley lowered his voice. “They aren’t the kind of humans you take home.”
“Why not?”
“They are crazy,” Jericho answered. “One of them is a ninety-six-year-old female. She’s a regular at the gates. That is a sight I could have lived without.”
Wager laughed. “She wore nothing and opened her long coat to flash Darkness. He ordered one of the task force members to take her a warm cup of coffee. It seemed to him that she must be cold.”
Smiley’s chest rumbled and she liked that cute sound when he was deeply amused. A grin lit up his face and she smiled back.
“What about you? Have you been flashed?” She didn’t really like the idea of women chasing after him.
“I stick to the outer-region walls when I walk them. The humans tend to gather at the main gates.” Smiley shrugged. “I mostly do interior duty.”
“Smiley is good with humans,” Flame offered. “He’s had some very important assignments and is respected by all.” He released the wheel with one hand as they exited the main gates and tapped Slash. “Tell her.”
Slash turned in his seat. “Smiley is a great guy. He’s intelligent and very tame.”
“Enough,” Smiley ground out.
Vanni glanced between the two men. Smiley seemed angry. Slash faced forward and muttered something under his breath that she didn’t catch.
“I don’t need help,” Smiley stated.
She bit her lip and fought a laugh. It didn’t take a genius to figure out they were talking him up to her.
“I would never use the word tame.” She couldn’t believe that came out of her mouth. She darted a glance at Smiley to see his reaction and felt heat rise in her cheeks at the way he his eyes widened. “I wouldn’t,” she insisted.
“What word would you use?” Smiley arched an eyebrow.
“Amazing.” She was flirting with him and enjoyed it.
He smiled. “I like that one better.”
She ducked her head and rubbed her thumb against his. Holding hands seemed like such a silly thing but it felt good. He’d brought over clothes to stay with her. The note he’d left implied he wanted more than just sex. Walking into that bar might have seemed like a nightmare right afterward but she was almost grateful she’d been the one to sit next to him. It had brought Smiley into her life. She didn’t regret it.
At least not right now. I hope I still think that next week or next month. She pushed back the negative thoughts. No relationship was a guarantee to a happily-ever-after. She’d learned that the hard way, twice. It had hurt deeply to know the first love of her life was a cheating bastard who’d led her on for years with no real intentions of settling down or being the type of man who’d make her happy. He’d just been an excellent liar and actor. Losing Carl hadn’t hurt though. It had taught her never to settle for someone just because she was lonely.
She lifted her chin and peered at Smiley. He was watching everything they passed. She studied his profile. He was a handsome man but even better, he was a good one. They’d gone through a traumatic experience together and he’d seemed more concerned about her welfare than his own. It showed strong character and a good heart.
A slow burn of anger built inside her. Carl and his father wanted to hurt New Species. She glanced forward at the two men in the front seat then at the one next to her. They were scary-looking, admittedly, with their altered features and muscular bodies. That didn’t make them bad people. They were all there to protect her, a stranger. She hadn’t met too many people in her life who would take risks for someone they didn’t know.
“You’re not on duty?” She’d noticed everyone in both SUVs, except Smiley, wore NSO uniforms.
“No. This is our outing and it’s their job to protect us.”
She was glad Smiley wasn’t carrying a gun. They scared her. “Do you think it’s really necessary for them to be armed? I mean, we’re just going to a clothing store, right?”
“Standard operating procedure.” Slash spoke from the front. “We need to be prepared to defend our lives at all times when we’re not at Homeland or Reservation. A lot of the officers carry weapons at Reservation though, even when they are off duty. The walls are vast and always expanding. It’s possible an intruder could breach one but Homeland is smaller and more secure.”
It saddened Vanni that they had go to those extremes. She couldn’t imagine living in a world where the majority of society had to keep guns strapped to their bodies. Smiley lifted her hand and brushed a kiss across her knuckles. She stared up at him, a little awed. He did the sweetest things when she least expected.
“We have no crime within our society. When we encounter it, it usually involves humans. It’s rare to have anyone breach our walls. It’s more of a precaution.”
He could read her too well. It was kind of nice though. “I just hate that you have to live like that.”
“It’s our way of life and we enjoy the freedom. That’s the cost of it. There are a lot of humans who don’t wish us harm.”
Flame chuckled. “The mate hunters.”
“What are those?” Her interest was piqued.
“Never mind.” Smiley shook his head. “Just humans who are a little too friendly.”
“Or wish we were.” Slash chuckled.
“Now I’m really curious,” Vanni admitted.
“They are females who flash their br**sts at our officers.” Jericho snorted. “They think we’ll be driven insane with lust and take them home.”
“Oh.” Vanni had no idea the NSO had groupies.
“We tend to ignore them.” Smiley lowered his voice. “They aren’t the kind of humans you take home.”
“Why not?”
“They are crazy,” Jericho answered. “One of them is a ninety-six-year-old female. She’s a regular at the gates. That is a sight I could have lived without.”
Wager laughed. “She wore nothing and opened her long coat to flash Darkness. He ordered one of the task force members to take her a warm cup of coffee. It seemed to him that she must be cold.”
Smiley’s chest rumbled and she liked that cute sound when he was deeply amused. A grin lit up his face and she smiled back.
“What about you? Have you been flashed?” She didn’t really like the idea of women chasing after him.
“I stick to the outer-region walls when I walk them. The humans tend to gather at the main gates.” Smiley shrugged. “I mostly do interior duty.”
“Smiley is good with humans,” Flame offered. “He’s had some very important assignments and is respected by all.” He released the wheel with one hand as they exited the main gates and tapped Slash. “Tell her.”
Slash turned in his seat. “Smiley is a great guy. He’s intelligent and very tame.”
“Enough,” Smiley ground out.
Vanni glanced between the two men. Smiley seemed angry. Slash faced forward and muttered something under his breath that she didn’t catch.
“I don’t need help,” Smiley stated.
She bit her lip and fought a laugh. It didn’t take a genius to figure out they were talking him up to her.
“I would never use the word tame.” She couldn’t believe that came out of her mouth. She darted a glance at Smiley to see his reaction and felt heat rise in her cheeks at the way he his eyes widened. “I wouldn’t,” she insisted.
“What word would you use?” Smiley arched an eyebrow.
“Amazing.” She was flirting with him and enjoyed it.
He smiled. “I like that one better.”
She ducked her head and rubbed her thumb against his. Holding hands seemed like such a silly thing but it felt good. He’d brought over clothes to stay with her. The note he’d left implied he wanted more than just sex. Walking into that bar might have seemed like a nightmare right afterward but she was almost grateful she’d been the one to sit next to him. It had brought Smiley into her life. She didn’t regret it.
At least not right now. I hope I still think that next week or next month. She pushed back the negative thoughts. No relationship was a guarantee to a happily-ever-after. She’d learned that the hard way, twice. It had hurt deeply to know the first love of her life was a cheating bastard who’d led her on for years with no real intentions of settling down or being the type of man who’d make her happy. He’d just been an excellent liar and actor. Losing Carl hadn’t hurt though. It had taught her never to settle for someone just because she was lonely.
She lifted her chin and peered at Smiley. He was watching everything they passed. She studied his profile. He was a handsome man but even better, he was a good one. They’d gone through a traumatic experience together and he’d seemed more concerned about her welfare than his own. It showed strong character and a good heart.
A slow burn of anger built inside her. Carl and his father wanted to hurt New Species. She glanced forward at the two men in the front seat then at the one next to her. They were scary-looking, admittedly, with their altered features and muscular bodies. That didn’t make them bad people. They were all there to protect her, a stranger. She hadn’t met too many people in her life who would take risks for someone they didn’t know.
