Toys

Chapter 77

My Welcome Home in the arms and breasts and long legs of my beautiful, violet-haired Lizbeth was certainly a memorable occasion. And it was heightened to the maximum by the Rapture we took-a legal drug for Elites only that produced an hour of euphoria and enhanced sensations such as “elevation,” not to mention up to half a dozen orgasms, for each of us, of course.

There is nothing like having orgasm after orgasm, especially with somebody you love. Lizbeth and I climaxed separately, but also jointly, almost perfectly in sync. Rapture is a drug that definitely lives up to its name. Most authors complain that the pleasure is almost impossible to put into words, and I certainly agree with them.

Afterward though, Lizbeth got a bit edgy, certainly in no mood for the tender lounging around that I required. “What’s the matter, Jinx?” I asked her.

“Oh, nothing really. But Hays, I do have to go to a meeting at the Agency. A quick one,” she said, finally jumping out of bed. “I’m sorry, darling. Don’t hate me for it.”

She pulled fresh clothes from drawers and her closet, then hurried off to the shower. She stayed in there a long time.

When she came back to the bedroom, she was dressed in black-on-black business attire, but looked gorgeous as always. She also seemed-I don’t know-brittle. Just a little out of sorts, hopefully not with me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. “Was it me? It was, wasn’t it? I didn’t perform as-”

“The girls will be home soon,” she said. “I’ve shielded them from-you know-the harsh realities of all this confusion. The coma, your healing process.”

“Of course,” I said. They didn’t need to know how I could have died crashing off that roof with the motorcycle assassin.

“And one more thing, darling. The nightmare you had… about the surgeons saying you were human? Little quirks like that… might keep cropping up for a while. Just recognize them for what they are, and tell me. It will help to talk them out. I’m here for you, Hays.”

Still in the doorway, she blew me a kiss, then she left. “Love you,” she called. “I miss you already.”

I sighed, but then I smiled. I missed her too. My Jinx.