Page 56 of Last Resort

“Oh, shit. Monitor face.” Myro chuckled and shaded her from the sun.

“You smell sweaty, like salted matcha.”

He chuckled. “Fair assessment. Are you hungry?”

“Yeah. Thirsty, too.”

“When was your last break?”

“Breakfast.” She swayed, and her eyes slowly adapted to light with people in it.

He picked her up and set her on Breen in some sort of chair. She leaned against Breen. “Sorry to disturb.”

There was a chuckle nearby. Terro’s dad.

“No problem, Poppy. For a formal introduction, this is Andreaux Tenec. Terro’s dad. Andreaux, this is Poppy. She has monitor face.”

He laughed. “I know it well. Jane makes me take breaks, though, or Terro pops into my arms.”

Myro came back with a glass of water and another of juice. “She didn’t take a break.”

She drank the water and handed the empty glass back. “That was an option?”

He put the juice in Breen’s hand. “They made us take a break every ninety minutes.”

“Well, you two absorb light, so... you get warm.” She smiled and sipped at the juice. She kept her eyes closed as she got the juice sip by sip.

Myro got her some fruit, got her to eat it, and then coaxed her into a fried meat pie. When he had gotten it into her, he picked her up and held her on his lap, nuzzling her ear.

She sighed, and her vision returned to normal, and with a deep kiss, her expression and face moved normally as well. When her toes were curling, Myro lifted his head. “There’s my Poppy.”

She chuckled. “I have never considered that particular move to be therapeutic before.”

Violet came out and nodded. “Her work was recorded, sorry, Andreaux. And the end product is good. Very good.”

Myro mumbled, “You can’t have her.”

Violet chuckled. “We don’t have omega restrictions here in the islands. She can still own property and have a public-facing job if she wants one.”

Poppy sighed. “I might have to. Tyr doesn’t like other omegas near his alphas and beta. I can’t go to Aenocyan because Andrea is rabid when it comes to her beta and her alphas.”

Myro murmured, “You could come to Tiberia.”

“I don’t know enough about them.”

Myro smiled. “I can tell you what you want to know.”

Violet smiled. “The nice thing is that what you do, you can do anywhere.”

“Yeah, but I am looking for roots. Steady work.”

“Oh, I meant steady work. I meant a locked-in employee, but you can work anywhere with full benefits.”

Poppy leaned toward Violet with a leer. “Talk dirty to me.”

Myro grabbed her and pulled her back, holding her tight. “You are not going to be seduced by other tech companies.”

“The hell I’m not.” She squeaked. She looked at Violet. “Send me a proposal.”

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