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the rear end, poured himself a cup of coffee, and disappeared after flashing me a devastating grin. 
    I took my bowl of Rice Crispies and slid into the chair we had just occupied.  I chewed slowly, thinking about the way his hard dick pressed against my open sex.
    Tonight, he’ d sworn. 
    And I wanted it.  Oh God, I wanted it. 

Chapter Six
     
    Rachel cheerfully escorted me around Quartzsite’s finest dusty boutiques in an ancient Malibu.  She said perhaps next week we could talk our way into a drive to Phoenix.
    “You know,” she said cautiously, “when things die down.” 
    I sunk further into the passenger seat and didn’t say anything. 
    Rachel patted my hand.  “I know you’ve had a hell of a few days, hon.”
    “It hasn’t been the best time,” I agreed.  I couldn’t get the sound of my father’s rage-filled scream out of my head as he charged into the SF’s, meeting his own death not as the fierce fighter he’d always been but as a desperate parent trying to save his child. 
    I sniffed and poked at the shopping bag in my lap.  “Seems a little cold to be shopping for a new wardrobe the day after my father’ s murder.” 
    Rachel frowned.  “Well, there’s a hell of a lot of cold in this world, Kira.  I get the feeling your dad did his damnest to shield you from it, but you can’t change who you are, where you came from.”
    I smiled weakly.  “At least I got to see him once more.” 
    Rachel pulled the car over onto the sandy shoulder of the road.  An RV with Canadian plates lumbered passed and honked.  She flipped off the white-haired driver and turned to me seriously. 
    “You got more than that, Kira.  You’re alive.  Now Casper told me how it’s gonna go and I get the feeling that this thing with Orion isn’t sitting too easy with you.  But it seems he’s giving you the best chance he knows how.  You’re out of the SF’s reach and this way you won’t be passed from man to man.”
    “No,” I agreed.  “Only one man.”
    She smiled knowingly and pushed a lock of hair out of my face.  “Is that so bad?  I see the looks between you two.” 
    I thought about Orion’s fingers inside of me, his mouth on my breasts, the way he lo oked at me as if he could scarcely control himself.  I also thought about the electric response of my body when he touched me.  Maybe Rachel was right; maybe this was the best he could offer. 
    And w ith a jolt I realized that perhaps, when my father sent me to his old best friend, he’d known as much. 
    ***
    Once Rachel deposited me at the clubhouse I was at a loss over what to do next.  She tied on her server’s apron and returned to the bar, winking at me before disappearing into the dark building.  Orion was nowhere in sight and it seemed poor form to go around sniffing after his whereabouts like a lost puppy. 
    Sitting in Orion’s room and staring at the wall proved an unappealing way to spend the time.   I tried to page through the books I’d purchased the day before but I only kept reading the same familiar lines again and again without letting them sink in.
    I wandered outside, stepping over rusted vehicle parts and the scattered detritus of forgotten garbage.  A dry wash ran about fifty yards beyond the clubhouse and I knelt beside it, trying to picture the cracked and desiccated surface roiling with rainwater.  The temperature was easily in the low nineties by mid afternoon and I could well imagine the harshness of the approaching summer months.  I wondered if I would be here long enough to find out. 
    As I meandered along the edge of the wash, I noticed two of the Defiant were watching me.  They idled against the side of Riverbottom, smoking cigarettes and talking in voices which were too low to reach me.  Perhaps they had been ordered to keep an eye on me, but I also didn’t miss the way their bodies shifted as they stared up and down.  I figured it was better I couldn’t hear them. 
    As the daughter of