by Helen Leers
“Tell me about it,” I said. “When can we do it again?”
“It might be a while,” she said. “Right now we have work to do.”
I grabbed her waist.
“Not that kind,” she said. “When Doctor Durant finds out you got out of bed tonight, we’re gonna be in trouble.” Devina’s face seemed serious, all of the playfulness gone. “Well, actually, I’m gonna be in trouble. I promised to stay away from you, sexually, until you had fully recovered.”
“I’m recovered,” I said with a smile. “I feel great.”
“Still,” Devina said, solemnly, “it was a risk I shouldn’t have taken. When I tell Doctor Durant…”
I felt a pang of jealousy. My mind drifted back to Devina’s hand letting go of mine when Doctor Durant walked in.
“She’ll be disappointed in me,” Devina continued. I had interacted with Doctor Durant for less than two minutes and I could see how she was someone I would want to please. But why was Devina so focused on this? “We can’t afford to lose you.” Devina looked me dead in the eyes. I was immediately reassured. She didn’t have to say it. “I can’t afford to lose you,” she clarified.
“I’m here,” I said, “I’m here.” I took Devina in my arms. “Tell me why.”
Devina took my arm and escorted me down the hallway. We walked in silence, passing room after empty room. My leg brushed against hers. I willed my sexuality to take a break. A million questions wandered through my mind. I asked one.
“Is this a hospital?”
“It’s everything,” she answered, “hospital, board room, office, school, library, gym, distillery, pharmacy, hot house, hatchery.” Hatchery? Of what? I wondered. Too many questions for tonight.
We came to a large door painted a deep royal blue, as if something regal lurked inside. Devina opened the door with a grandiose gesture, stepped inside and turned on a light.
“This,” she said, “is where we’re planning our future.”
The walls were painted that same royal blue as the door, and covered in floor-to-ceiling pictures of dinosaurs, eleven total. Each dinosaur had a human female companion except one. I immediately recognized her coloring: she was mine.
Devina stood silent, letting me take it all in. I searched each human female face. Doctor Durant was not among them, but Devina was. My eyes lingered on her picture on the wall. Seated atop her animal, warrior gaze radiating. My mind was so saturated with unanswered questions I couldn’t speak. Devina grabbed my hand, intuitively, and squeezed it. I stated the obvious.
“I’m the last one.”
“Yes,” she replied. “With you, our army is complete.”
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