Chapter 7

Ansel continued. “But, like the AIDS

virus from the Terran Twentieth Century, the spore can lie dormant

in a victim for years. In some rare cases, it never even surfaces.

Those whom it doesn’t kill within the first three days probably

will notsuccumb to the disease, but they are carriers for

it. They can pass it to others through intense contact with bodily

fluids—blood, semen, plasma. They may never die from it, but anyone

they come in contact with who isn’t immune will contract the

virus.”

Beside me, Rion murmured, “So it might

not kill you if you get it.”

His voice was like aged whiskey,

warming me inside. He had his chair close to mine again; he likes

to sit like that when the others are gone, practically in my lap,

his hand on my knee or my arm or holding my own. When it’s just us

here we’re always kissing, always touching. I can’t get enough of

him, have I said that? I can’t.

“You might not die from it