As Shane strode out of his quarters he thanked the powers that be once again for his wife’s ability to teleport and his alien side. Without its emotionless calm he’d never be able to hide his happy satiation from a nooner with Addison, or keep his paranoia under wraps. Last week’s impromptu conversation with Captain
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Even as she helped hold her husband back, Addison seethed inside. Of course Daniel played chess with most everyone at Triptych. She played her part, but surely she’d have known if Daniel was well and truly manipulating her. But she hadn’t. For years, and that’s what stung. Daniel had bested her at a game she’d
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Shane halfheartedly watched cranes lower enormous footings for a bridge-in-progress on his plasma-screen TV. On the rare occasions he indulged in television, documentaries about large-scale construction often captured his interest. He’d much rather be spending time with his wife, but she and her staff were pulling 80-hour weeks thanks to the recent finds in the
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Ashlynn mock-pouted at her parents, who lay entangled on the blanket in the middle of the arboretum clearing. She glanced at Jake, who stood beside her with his arms crossed. “Mum, Dad!” she called. “You promised you’d behave!” Shane and Mum came up for air from their snogging session. With the tropical plants in full
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By Addison’s reckoning, the afternoon passed far too quickly. After they’d napped, she and Shane moved to the kitchen for a snack, then returned to the bedroom. They made love again, then drifted in and out of sleep with minds and bodies entwined. Love and contentment flowed between them, resulting in a sense of completion
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Editor’s note: This post is in no way safe for work. 100% NSFW. Addison wrenched her attention away from her lover long enough to make sure they’d appeared where she’d intended. The rosewood cabinets and granite countertops marked the kitchen as hers. Close enough, she thought, grabbing a fistful of Shane’s shirt and pulling him
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The mutation DiPhillipo had discovered was fascinating enough to hold Shane’s headache at bay.  “Huh,” he said again, gazing at the grainy image on the monitor.    The abstract-looking pastels blurred and refocused as DiPhillipo adjusted the microscope stage.  His head assistant returned his attention to the monitor. “Here as well.”   “Huh,” Shane repeated
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