GENRE: Science Fiction
Strange guy sneaks into the MC's hotel room. This is how she retaliates.
Our eyes met. His breath caught, as did mine. A thin black cloth covered the lower half of his face. What the hell was another Scorpio doing here? Was he here to terminate me?
For a Scorpio sneaking about in other people's rooms, he was not what I expected. Instead of the form-fitting black Scorpio suit, he wore black cargo pants and a button up white shirt with the top buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up. Still, he had to be hot. I was, and I was wearing shorts and a camisole.
God, did I want him.
Scorpio or not, I wasn't going down without a fight.
Without breaking eye contact, I punched. He returned the favor. So I pulled him into a roundkick.
I was about to smash my knee into his face when he shifted his weight and tripped us. I rolled us over, straddled him. As I pulled my fist back to punch again, he lowered his mask.
He's not Scorpio? Then who does he work for? How the hell did he find me?
No one even knew where I was, except Scorpio. But there was no getting around the subcutaneous microchip between my shoulder blades, compliments of the Scorpio school system. When we were trained to disguise ourselves so well, not even our families or loved ones could identify us, Scorpio needed a way to keep track of us.
Yet somehow this masked non-Scorpio had found me. Which meant he was skilled enough to hack the Scorpio database. Or knew someone that was.
The sexy man flipped us and pinned me to the floor. Focus. I was about to shove him off again. Then his lips were on mine and I was kissing him more passionately than I had kissed anyone, simply because I wanted to.