Replicant: The Kithran Regenesis, Book 2 (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
I touched one to see if Maska’s hair here was as soft as the hair on his face. It was. Moaning, I slid my hands up his inner thigh. “She’s awake.” “Very awake,” Erik agreed. His breath rasped over my neck and I shivered, then sat up. Maska lay at the other end of the bed with his legs by my face. His head was propped on one hand, his hair dry and spilling over the sheets like black cords of ink. A strange discomfort settled in my gut, so I pushed away from them both and got up to rummage in my closet for my robe. I kept my back to them as I tugged it on and clipped the loose waist clasp. “Your hair looks very red with that white,” Maska said. I reached up and ran my hand over hair that had grown longer than I usually let it. I could almost get my fingers through it. “I cut it for the convenience.” Frowning, I turned and crossed my arms. I had no idea why I’d blurted out that explanation. I owed no one any explanations. And I’d cut it for more than just convenience.
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