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reason.”
    Who ran from people like this? Sure, many a time Stella
ignored her cranky, whining neighbor when he knocked on her door but she never
actively had to run from someone.
    “Is this normal for you?” And if so, do I want to be
involved with it? Stella wondered to herself.
    “Yeah.” Kit stopped and looked around him. Where were they
hiding? He remembered the last time her followers had ambushed him. It was two
days ago. He had been leaving his apartment and they had appeared out of
nowhere with knives in hand. Luckily for Kit his elderly next door neighbor had
arrived at the same time as the nut jobs with the knives. Strangely they had
some sense of honor and did not attack then because of the man beside him. But
they had looked pissed about it. Kit doubted they would be so accommodating
again.
    Stella was thrilled Kit had stopped and given her a chance
to catch her breath. Stella hated running. She wasn’t built for it. It was a
genetic thing. Running was for streamlined bodies with no breasts that bounced
or thighs that strained to be remotely athletic. She would have liked to have
said this short jog had given her the good intention of setting up an exercise
regime but that would have been a big fat lie. She would remain a sloth as even
thinking about exercising was exhausting.
    “You know as I am being literally dragged into this lover
boy, I should know exactly what is going on.” Like any woman worth her salt,
Stella was incredibly nosey and needed to know all the details.
    “It’s a long story, princess.”
    Kit would have been insensible not to hear Stella panting
heavily beside him as she stood trying to catch her breath. But he had to get
to his car and get them away as soon as possible. He started running again
pulling her forward.
    “Slow down. I can’t run as fast as you.” Stella was gasping
for air and slammed into the back of Kit as he stopped suddenly at his car.
    Kit smiled momentarily as her full breasts squashed into his
back. But as much as he wanted to touch those breasts again, now was not the
time. He pulled out his keys and zapped the lock with the electronic car
opener. He looked again at Stella’s barely clad form. The curls of soft hair
between her legs guarded a hot, wet entrance that he wanted to visit again. He
could feel his cock hardening with excitement. He had to cover temptation until
he could get them to safety. Kit whipped off his jacket and handed to her.
    Stella gratefully accepted his jacket. She was amazed it had
taken him so long to realize she was half-naked. Or did he drag naked women
along a lot? Luckily, the coat was long enough to cover everything it had to.
She snuggled down into the leftover warmth from Kit’s body. She refrained from
going all gooey and smelling the fabric for his scent. Get a grip Stella. It
was just sex, after all . And, seemingly, sex with a thief. That was a first
for her and not necessarily one she was proud of. But she could live with that.
She had done dumber things.
    Suddenly an explosion close by rocked the stillness of the
night.
    “Bloody hell!” Stella shrieked as she clutched Kit’s hand. “Is
that them?” Another explosion belted through the darkness. “Just give the idol
thingy back now,” Stella yelled as she gratefully accepted being pushed into
Kit’s car. Under normal circumstances she would have pushed back at such an
action. But these were not normal circumstances and her safety was what
mattered most to her right now. She scooted across the soft upholstery and
watched Kit slam in behind her and start the car. Who exploded things like this
at people? Initially, Kit had pissed her off, but she wouldn’t have tried to
make him explode. Okay, maybe she would have but for the fact she didn’t have
the ability. Another explosion bounced off the car as Kit floored the
accelerator and tore through the gates of the reception centre.
    Stella buckled up her seat belt and grabbed the door handle.
    “Slow