Chapter 83: Bugs

A month after the most beautiful sex a cyborg could ever have, Anatu leaned her shoulder against the door of her husband's office. He was on the phone, but he smiled at her and gestured to a chair. Something troubled her human. It wasn't anything she could see or hear or feel, but she knew there was a problem.

For the last few nights, sometimes before dinner, he'd pick her up and take her to their bedroom and have beautiful sex with her, with an intensity that thrilled her. But then he'd get up in the night and go and sit and brood for many hours.

The next morning, he'd act normal like he did now, but she could see the tension in him. And sometimes, he stared at her in a way that made her want a weapon to defend herself.