Kieran (Tales of the Shareem)
“People liked to run errands and get things done, before heat took over, but by early afternoon, it was time to sit down and have a cool drink.
She started to crank the doors closed, thinking of a nice shower and a sleep, when a man ducked around the closing metal.
“Too late for a drink?” he drawled.
Judith’s fatigue fled. “Mitch!” She launched himself at him and threw her arms around his neck. “When did you get back?”
“Just now.” Mitch’s eyes flickered in surprise at her exuberance, but he returned the embrace and gave her a long, if dusty, kiss. “You miss me that much? With all the Shareem crawling all over you?”
“I swore off Shareem,” Judith said, her enthusiasm undimmed. “They can deal with it.”
“Their loss.”
Mitch’s smile curled warmth through her. He wasn’t as big as the Shareem, being only six or so feet to their six and a half and seven feet, and he didn’t have their bulk. But he was as honed, as handsome as any of them, with his sand-colored hair and blue eyes in his tanned face.
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