We won't be having an affair. " I stare dumbly, certain I just heard an organ in my body crack in my chest. His hands clamp around me, and he crushes me to his body as he slides his nose along the shell of my ear. "When I take you, you'll be mine," he says, a soft promise in my ear.
Sci-Fi is incredibly challenging and has its own language. I have to speak its language; it's not going to learn mine.