Chapter 27-1
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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Later that evening, Taylor lay with her head tucked in the crook of Saber’s shoulder. A soft sigh escaped her. She slid her fingers over his stomach and up his chest before laying her palm over his heart. Turning her head, she pressed a kiss against his heated flesh.
“What are we going to do next?” Taylor asked, rolling over onto her stomach so she could look down at him.
Saber turned his head and smiled tenderly at her worried expression. Lifting his hand, he brushed a long strand of her hair back behind her ear. He knew the answer to her question. Dagger and Trig had stopped by earlier when they were eating. Taylor had just left to go speak with Maridi and Lonnie.
“We leave in a few hours,” he admitted. “There is not much we can do here without the Council’s approval. Razor and Hunter need to return and hold a meeting.”
“What happens if the Council refuses to listen to them?” Taylor asked with a frown. “They seem to be total knuckleheads.”
Saber chuckled. “They are, at times,” he agreed, leaning up to brush a kiss across the tip of her nose. “This time will be different. Ajaska will also address the Council. If the Alliance refuses to agree, Razor has the authority to overrule them as the High Chancellor. The Alliance needs the support of the Trivators; without it, they are powerless to protect their star systems."
“Will he do it? Take control?” Taylor asked in surprise.
“Yes,” he stated bluntly.
“Wow!” Taylor muttered, turning and curling up against him again. “Wow,” she repeated after several long seconds of thinking of what that meant from everything she had learned in school.
“Yes, wow,” he agreed, shifting so that he could roll until he was staring down at her. A wicked smile curved his lips. “I think I’d like to see if I can make you say that a few more times before we leave.”
Taylor slid her hands down over his stomach again, this time heading in the opposite direction. He loved the challenging grin she gave him, as if daring him to try. His breath caught when she wrapped her hands around his c**k and stroked him.
“Wow,” she breathed when she felt him grow at her touch.
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