Chapter Thirteen
The next day, Madison went back to the bomb shelter so she could gather information to aid Qadim in his planting projects. He’d wanted to come along, but she pointed out that there was no real reason for him to do so.
“You’ll get bored out of your mind, sitting there and watching me dig things up on the computer,” she told him. “And you still have work of your own that you wanted to get on with.”
He grinned at her. “I very much doubt that I would get bored by looking at you.”
“I’m serious, Qadim.”
“So am I.”
“Anyway,” she began, because she knew if she let him, he’d tease her right back into bed. As tempting as that might be, they couldn’t spend every waking moment having s*x.
Well, all right, maybe they could, but that really wasn’t very practical as a long-term su
