Hidden Worlds

by Kristie Cook

  Without another word, Kaitlyn dropped the towel and stood before him, unflinching. There wasn’t a hint of modesty or self-consciousness. She was breathtaking. Her body was strong and yet still feminine with curves that begged to be touched.

  Lucas clenched his hands, focusing on deep breaths as his body responded to her. “Kate, what are you doing?”

  She stepped forward—her clean, citrusy scent wafting toward him—and in a low voice said, “When you returned my memories, I found out I wasn’t a virgin. I know you were concerned about that, so I thought we could have sex now. If you wanted to. I need to see what it feels like. I can’t remember.”

  Lucas closed his eyes and then opened them, sweeping his gaze over her. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “My God, you are stunning,” he whispered.

  “You don’t find me repulsive?”

  “Of course not. It’s who you are, Kate. You take my breath away.”

  Slowly, she took a couple more steps forward.

  He should probably stop it, but he really didn’t want to. Any self-control had gone out the window when the towel had hit the floor. As her fingertips grazed his cheek, Lucas stared into her grey eyes. The color of storm clouds, he thought as he grabbed her hand from his face and moved it to his lips. He gently kissed her palm, and each finger, relishing the way she shivered beneath his touch.

  She closed the distance between them, running her hands up his arms. Her firm, naked body pressed against his, and heat radiated throughout his body.

  “Not here. Upstairs,” he said roughly.

  He entwined his hand with hers and showed her the way. He had wanted her for so long; he still couldn’t believe it was coming true.

  His bedroom was cool, a window open to the fall breeze as sunshine spilled through the open curtains. Thankfully, his room was on the backside of the house.

  Fighting the urge to rush, he willed himself to put the brakes on. “Are you sure? I’m willing to wait as long as it takes. We don’t have to rush into this.”

  “More than sure.”

  His palms were clammy and his breathing erratic. He was nervous. Never in his life had he wanted anything more than he wanted Kaitlyn, and he was afraid he would mess things up. Pushing the thought aside, he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her. He waited, giving her plenty of opportunity to change her mind, but when she didn’t, he pulled her body to his. Her arms snaked around his neck, and she pressed her bare chest against his.

  Lightly, he trailed his lips down her throat to the hollow of her neck, and down the gentle curve of her bare shoulder. A gasp escaped her full lips. He was the luckiest man alive.

  His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. Her hands moved up his stomach and every nerve in his body felt electrified. He breathed in the scent of her, wanting to bury his head in her hair and get lost forever.

  Kaitlyn reached for his pajama bottoms and her hands brushed over his skin, which caused him to groan as she tugged off his pants. Desire shot through him. Stepping out of his pants, Lucas walked her backwards to the bed and gently pushed her down on to the mattress. He climbed on top of her, and his lips instantly found hers, his hand trailing down her side. Kaitlyn arched her back, and he thought he was going to go insane. He moved his hand up her inner thigh, her skin velvet underneath his fingertips, and he felt her body tense.

  He paused. “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

  Kaitlyn bit the inside of her mouth, and her face was flushed. “What if I don’t know how to do it? I wasn’t programmed for this.”

  “No, you certainly weren’t,” Lucas laughed softly. Rolling off her, he propped himself up on one arm. He traced his finger on the full curve of her hip, his body tightening as her gaze moved over him, hunger in her eyes. “You weren’t programmed to want to be with me, either, Kate, but here we are. There’s an attraction between us that even science couldn’t destroy.”

  Without another word, Kate pulled his head toward hers and brushed her lips softly against his. She climbed on top of him, her hair spilling down onto his chest as she captured his lips. His hands trembled as he ran them up her strong thighs, pulling her hips to settle on his. Their bodies locked together—flesh on flesh. Kaitlyn gasped, her body tensing.

  Lucas cupped her breasts in his hands, his pulse in his throat. He could hear his own heart pounding in his ears as she leaned down and kissed him, and their bodies began to move together.

  For hours, they explored each other. Outside the window, the sun disappeared and the room fell into darkness. When they came up for air, Kaitlyn’s cheeks were rosy, her eyes shining.

  As they lay entwined together, Lucas waited for his breathing to return to normal.

  “Wow,” she murmured, her head cradled in the curve of his shoulder.

  He kissed her head. “I told you, you had nothing to worry about. You’re incredible.”

  “You enjoyed it?” Kate asked shyly.

  “Are you kidding me? Couldn’t you tell?” Lucas ran his hand through her long hair. “What about you?”

  “Even more amazing than I imagined.” Kaitlyn sighed, twisting to look up at him. Her body slid against his, and desire built between them again. “All of my senses were hyper-alert. I couldn’t think about anything but you.”

  “I can’t get enough of you,” Lucas agreed, sliding his palm over her abdomen.

  “Can this last forever?” she whispered, kissing him. “Let’s never leave this bed.”

  “As much as I’d like to say yes …” Lucas chuckled.

  “I still have so much to learn.” He recognized the devious glint in her grey eyes as she rolled on top of him. “I think I’ll have to keep practicing.”

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Sunlight filtered through the blinds. Kaitlyn loved the weight of Lucas’s arm wrapped loosely around her waist as he slept. She breathed in his wonderful musky smell, running her palm over his bare chest.

  They had stayed up most of the night, unable to keep their hands off each other. The evening had been magical. She had been worried that the removal of pain sensors were linked somehow to pleasure, but it certainly seemed that was not the case. At least, not where Lucas was concerned.

  A shrill ring broke through the calm silence and Lucas jerked awake. He reached for his phone on the nightstand, accidentally knocking a book to the floor in the process. “Hello,” he said hoarsely.

  Kaitlyn shifted away as Lucas sat up and looked anxious.

  “Yeah, you woke me. What’s up? I’m not due in to work for a couple of hours.” He smiled reassuringly at Kate, caressing her arm as he listened on the phone.

  She felt a charge of electricity run through her anytime his skin touched hers. She knew she could face anything with Lucas by her side.

  “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he said. “Can you come to my house? There’s something I would like to talk to you about in person. It’s private, and I’d rather discuss it here. Alone.”

  He clenched his jaw. “I know I work for you and not the other way around. Believe me, you will want to hear this. It’s about Kaitlyn, but I’ll only talk to you at my house.”

  Kaitlyn watched the play of emotions cross his face as his eyebrows knitted together. Every move he made fascinated her.

  “I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important. I know how valuable your time is.”

  Another pause. Kaitlyn wondered if it was Harrington on the other end.

  “An hour is fine. Your time won’t be wasted.” Lucas ended the call and rubbed his eyes. “Harrington is coming. I think it’s best if we talk to him on our turf, not his. I don’t want him to have the chance to lock you away before he hears us out.” His heart rate had increased and his body was tense.

  “What was he calling about?” Kaitlyn scooted up to lay her head on his shoulder.

  “He wants to have a meeting to see if we should shut down the project since you haven’t been found.”

  Her eyes widened. “I can’t b
elieve he would do that. Do you think we can talk him out of it?”

  “I do. Harrington didn’t get this far in life without being a shrewd businessman. Plus, deep down he doesn’t want to hand you over. Once we explain to him, I think he’ll see things our way. And if not … Well, you’ll just have to subdue him, and we’ll go on the run. Together.”

  “He might bring more guards with him.”

  “I don’t think that would be a problem for you, but it could make things difficult. Hopefully, he shows up alone.”

  “Should we tie him up when he gets here so he’ll have to listen?” Kate asked.

  “I’d rather not. That will be a last resort. Harrington is a reasonable man, and he’s well aware of your talents.”

  The doorbell rang.

  Sitting at the kitchen table, Kaitlyn tensed, but her sensors quickly relaxed her muscles again.

  “He’s not alone. Two others are with him,” Kaitlyn stated.

  Lucas leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “It will be all right.”

  Wishful thinking, she thought as she followed Lucas’s tall, athletic frame across the room. He turned and gave her a reassuring smile before he swung the door open.

  “What’s this—” Harrington stopped mid-sentence when his gaze landed on Kaitlyn, and his eyes narrowed.

  “Don’t do anything rash. I know this looks bad, but give me a moment and I’ll explain,” Lucas said.

  Harrington stepped through the door, not taking his eyes off his prized possession. Terry and Mirko stood on either side of him, appearing alert, but unsure what to do.

  Lucas quickly shut the door behind them. Meanwhile, Kaitlyn watched closely, ready to spring into action if they became a threat.

  “Lucas, what’s going on here? You better have a good explanation why my billion dollar classified project is sitting in your kitchen, while I have my whole security force working round the clock searching for her.”

  “I asked you to come alone.”

  “And I told you, you work for me, not the other way around.”

  “With all due respect, I think everyone in this room knows the guards are no more than show. If Kaitlyn wanted, she could easily take all of us without breaking a sweat.”

  “Wait in the car,” Harrington barked at the guards.

  “Are you sure?” Terry asked.

  “Go.”

  They turned and walked out of the house. Kaitlyn relaxed somewhat. She didn’t want to hurt them.

  “Have a seat, and I’ll explain everything. Do you want some coffee?”

  “No, I don’t want any damn coffee,” Harrington snapped. “And I’m not sitting down. I want you to tell me what the hell is going on.”

  “Kaitlyn came to me in hopes I could mediate. We have a proposition for you.”

  Harrington rolled his eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

  “I’m afraid not,” Lucas said grimly. “Kaitlyn does not wish to be sold off and become a killing machine. I think after you hear us out, you will agree it’s to your advantage to keep Kate to yourself.”

  “Oh, she’s Kate now?” Harrington raised an eyebrow. “Well, go on, boy. Spit it out.”

  “I know this is going to be hard for you to believe, but even after the countless upgrades, Kaitlyn still has emotions,” Lucas explained. “She’s not the mindless robot we took her to be. She is a real, living person with her own thoughts and feelings. She didn’t want to leave the compound, and she got scared that you were going to sell her off.”

  His eyes darted back to Kaitlyn. “She has emotions? How is that possible?”

  “The human body is complex. We really shouldn’t be too surprised.”

  “Well, I’m pretty damn surprised. She has shown no evidence of human emotions. She barely responds when someone acknowledges her.”

  Kaitlyn nodded. “I was afraid you would strip me even more than you already had. So I kept my thoughts and feelings to myself.”

  Harrington looked back at Lucas, clearly surprised. “And how would this be in my best interest? Why shouldn’t I call a team to pick her up right now?”

  “Kaitlyn has already proven she can escape from us, and we both know your security team wouldn’t stand a chance. She could have gone off on her own and started a new life, but she came back because she wants to help.”

  Kaitlyn stood up and walked toward Harrington, who was still standing near the door. He took a step backwards, clearly uncomfortable. “My old life is gone, I know that, but I want to make this new life the best it can be with the situation I’m in. I have all of these upgrades that make me super human. I don’t want them to go to waste, but I also don’t want to be controlled by others. I want to do the right thing, but not at the expense of my freedom.”

  “What we are offering is a partnership of sorts,” Lucas said.

  Harrington laughed. “You must be out of your mind. Need I remind you who controls this situation? You belong to me, sweetheart. One command from me and Kaitlyn will be shut down for good.”

  “That’s very true. But you’re not going to shut her down. You put all you had into her, and she’s perfect, just like you wanted. Harrington, this is really in your best interest. It’s either this or you lose her for good. We all know she is more to you then a science project.”

  “I don’t have time for games. Tell me. What’s your proposal?”

  Lucas took a deep breath. “You keep Kaitlyn for IFICS. You hire her as an independent contractor, with wages and full benefits. Sure, you can loan her out to the defense department, but you never give them control. Think of how much more power you’ll have. They will be groveling at your feet, and you won’t have to beg them to let you stay apprised of her.”

  “I don’t want to be just a weapon,” Kaitlyn stated firmly. “I want to be a solution,”

  Harrington’s eyes were distant as he considered the proposal. His fingers were shaped in a triangle, which he tapped at his lips. “It is an interesting proposition.”

  “You wouldn’t have to give up control,” Lucas reminded him, knowing control was something Harrington thrived on. “And you would be able to see all of your hard work in action, not handed over to the government who wouldn’t appreciate her the way we do.”

  “I do loathe the idea of giving her away. Regardless of the money and the prestige.”

  “There’s really not much prestige when she’s a covert black ops solider. The only people that will know aren’t exactly your esteemed colleagues. At least this way you could see firsthand what she is able to accomplish.”

  “As much as I hate to admit it, the idea is appealing. Are you sure she’s not pulling the wool over our eyes? What if she just wants us to think she has emotions?”

  Lucas glanced over at Kaitlyn. “I assure you her emotions are real. I’ve seen her cry.”

  “Tears? That’s impossible.”

  “I thought so, too. However, we were wrong.”

  “You continue to astound me, Kaitlyn.” Harrington looked at her as if seeing her for the first time.

  “Please, Dr. Harrington, I won’t let you down. Just give me a chance.”

  Harrington met Kaitlyn’s gaze. “Let’s get one thing straight. If I agree to this, you work for me. You would follow all of the rules and regulations, the same as all my other employees. There will be no special treatment.”

  Kate nodded. “I don’t want special treatment.”

  “This would be highly classified and dangerous. You could get killed or sent to jail. All of us could go to jail. I would have to expand IFICS. We don’t have the resources to run the kind of operation you’re suggesting. What are the other demands? Clearly, that’s not all.”

  “I want to live off-compound,” Kaitlyn spoke up, even though she hadn’t discussed the concern with Lucas. “I’m sick of that tiny white room with its stupid lock.”

  Harrington nodded thoughtfully. “I’m sure that could be arranged if Lucas thinks you are up to it. It goes without saying that you
have to keep your real identity under wraps.” He walked over and sank wearily into the leather sofa. Lucas sat beside him, but Kate remained standing.

  Lucas nodded. “She could stay with me. She still needs integration training. She’s not quite ready to blend in yet.”

  “Also, I want to taste food again.”

  Lucas and Harrington both looked at her in surprise.

  “What? I know it can be done. If I can smell, I should be able to taste.”

  “But you don’t need to eat,” Lucas said, puzzled.

  “I can eat, and I might as well enjoy it when I do. I really want to taste a Butterfinger.”

  “Butterfinger?” Lucas shook his head and smiled.

  “Can you fix that, Lucas?” Harrington asked.

  He scratched his head. “Sure, that’s an easy fix. Just one I never would have thought would need doing.”

  “Anything else?” Harrington asked, clearly resigned to the idea.

  “Yes. I want one of these inside me.” She picked up the iPhone on the end table.

  “What do you mean?” Harrington smiled for the first time since walking through the front door.

  “Why can’t I have this fancy map already installed in me, and be able to ask Siri to search info for me on the all-knowing Google?”

  Lucas grinned. “That might take more work, and I’m pretty sure she’s under copyright, but I can figure it out.”

  “Also, I want to be able to see Quess.”

  “The Adams’ granddaughter?” Harrington asked.

  “Yes, she’s my friend.”

  He scoffed, and shook his head with disbelief. “So, you have … friends? Does everyone know you’re … well, still human?”

  “Just Quess. She figured it out on her own. She’s very bright. She kept my secret for months.”

  “Okay. I guess that’s fine. I didn’t realize you were friends. Hell, I didn’t realize you had your own thoughts. Anything else?”

  “That’s all I can think of for now.” Kaitlyn knitted her hands together behind her back and gave him a sideways look. “This seems too easy.”

  Harrington laughed, holding his palms to the ceiling. “I don’t know what you mean. Trust me,” he continued, “this is going to be far from easy to pull off. Perhaps one of the most difficult projects I’ve taken on. Making you was one thing, but controlling how your ‘gifts’ are used, that’s a different kind of power, a kind that comes with many complications.”