Don’t be a Stranger
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Don’t be a Stranger

Allelujah shooting upright in bed wasn’t what pulled Marie from her comfortable slumber - it was the burst of consciousness assaulting her quantum brain waves as he did so.

She fought off a clutch of blankets to turn and face him, and found him looking down at her with a peculiar look in his eyes.

"Alle -" she started, but immediately corrected herself, drowsiness evaporating and muscles tensing. "Hallelujah."

"Morning to you too, good-looking."

There was a flurry of movement and fluttering blankets, and before Marie’s conscious mind could catch up she was pinned down beneath Alle -

lujah’s weight, with one hand pressed into the mattress above her head and the other wrapped around his throat.

Soma’s inheritance of fighting instincts cooled the hot panic that had shot up through Marie’s veins; when his free hand touched her wrist, she tightened her grip warningly.

He grinned. "What, do you really think so badly of me?"

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