In the wake of several near-cataclysmic events, humanity created the Cure, a DNA-altering antidote to death by disease and old age. But all cures come with side effects: a small percentage of the population develops a wide range of powers, some lethal to others and some lethal to the wielder.<br><br>These people are called the Estranged, hunted and shunned, safe only on the Island of Exile. It is here that Kaeva and Eddie meet ... and where they set a prophecy in motion, quite possibly sealing their own demise, and even the end of Exile.

Breaker

“Relax, my man,” Eddie murmured. “Enjoy. Doesn’t that feel good?”


“Tickles,” Kaeva hissed through gritted teeth.


Eddie slipped his hands up and over Kaeva’s ankle and began to knead the joint instead. “Better?”


“Weird.” Kaeva all but gasped the word. “Not used to…you know.”


Eddie traced up Kaeva’s calf and under the cuff of Kaeva’s pants. When he tightened his hands, Kaeva’s face softened. “Too bad the pants are in the way,” Eddie teased. “Just imagine the places I could go if they weren’t.” He pushed his hand up Kaeva’s pant leg as far as it would go and wiggled his fingers. “I mean, you got a great knee and all, but…”


He left the word hanging and, moving as slowly as he could, he lifted himself upright until he knelt face-to-face with Kaeva. They stared at each other. Eddie drew his hand out of Kaeva’s pants. He waited. Even though Kaeva’s lips seemed to be calling him forward, even though he could see that there was honest-to-God interest in Kaeva’s expression, Eddie waited.


Chapter 72