He came to in the med-tube, the technician offering a hand to help him up. He batted it away. He was a Reaper, goddammit, he didn’t need any help.He...snarled as he remembered the fight. He’d got him good – but he’d still ended up on the losing end. He had made the mistake of thinking the asshole was down and out. He hadn’t expected him to get up. He hadn’t expected him to be so strong, either. He’d thought his love tap to the cocksucker’s jaw put him out – he sure seemed out of it when he lifted. His hands wander over her body, caressing her neck, her décolleté and her bosom, further down, he grabs her butt. He pressed hard against her while they kiss deeply.She strips off his jacket, reluctantly he let go of her butt to get rid of the garment. She pulls his t-shirt over his head. He unbuttons her shirt, strips it off her shoulders. Then he resorts to her bra, opens it and let it fall to the floor. Shirtless they nestle together, naked skin on naked skin, kissing each other. His hands. Only last week, when she’d been issuing a warning to one of her team for watching porn during one of his coffee breaks, she’d caught him giving her ass an admiring glance as she’d bent over her desk. Young Caleb Trent was always smirking at her in his smug way, and she didn’t like his attitude, but there was no denying he was good at his job. When he wasn’t watching porn!She almost suspected that he’d allowed himself to be caught by her deliberately, watching a porn video on his tablet. Could. We were spending a lot of that summer working on the old cabin. Making it more fit for human habitation. Fixing windows, sealing them up against the weather, doors, the same. Making repairs to the plank and furl siding on the outside, and the planks on the interior, which served as inside walls, and some insulation. My Grandmother and I, mostly got all the food together for the hungry crew 3 meals a day, while the rest worked on various projects around the cabin. Oh how I loved seeing my.