Chapter 132

Epilogue

Anastasia would admit she hadn't replied in the most romantic fashion after his second declaration. She couldn't, even if she felt it. Never mind she'd told him during the throes of sex, during the cool down, reality reasserted itself. While she'd gotten over the misunderstandings of the past and come to the realization she still loved Seth, and would lay down her life for his, she still couldn't let go of her primary mission, her one goal in life.

To see the man responsible for her cybernetic state pay for his crimes-in other words, die, while screaming, preferably with lots of bloodshed. What she didn't expect was for Seth to agree to help her, after his mini meltdown.

"Ditto? Ditto!" Seth dumped her on the bed so he could jump to his feet, six feet plus of naked splendor pacing in a confined space. It was visually entertaining. "Is that all you have to say?"

"Fine. I care for you."

"Says the girl who said she loved me not even five minutes ago during sex."