Davin is a Delta-23 replicate, which means he looks like every other Delta-23 on the planet. He's bored seeing the same face every day -- each replicate is his twin, though he alone seems to ache for something different. When a prison ship crash-lands in the woods and the replicates are asked to retrieve the prisoners, Davin jumps at the chance to encounter a natural-born.<br><br>Trace is a hard man who has lived a hard life, and the moment the ship carrying him crashes, he takes the opportunity to escape. The last thing he expects is the replicate eager to get up close and personal with an escaped prisoner.

Escape

“So this is a body farm?” he wanted to


“Gestation facility,” Davin corrected.


explained, “Animals are cloned. Humans are replicated. Semantics, I


“Replicates, then.” Trace ground his hips


into Davin’s, arousing him again. “That’s all they do here is breed


Davin let his eyes slip shut against the fire


fanning his blood. “Replicates can’t breed,” he sighed. When Trace


stopped moving, Davin touched his hip and said, “Don’t stop. That


Trace rolled onto his stomach to smile at


him. “Am I really the first person you’ve ever been with who wasn’t


“You’re the first person I’ve ever


seenwho wasn’t D-23,” Davin told him. He tried to pull him


back but, when Trace didn’t comply, Davin scooted closer to press


their bodies together again. “We don’t get a lot of visitors here.


Chapter 4