She let her head tilt back as he began to use the pad of his thumb to make firm circles on the bottom of her foot. The soft little moan of pleasure had all sorts of interest spiking through him, but he kept his hands on that silky skin over the top, ma.s.saging and stroking gently.

"I knew there was something different about you," she said, lifting her head so she could look at him. "But, wow."

He'd need to tell her about the Resistance, and the role he and Lou played with the plans to build a network-both electronic as well as of people-to stand up against the Elite ...

... But there'd be time for that later. Right now, he had other thoughts on his mind.

And, from the way she was looking at him, so did she. "I think I'm getting the better end of the deal," she said contemplatively, sliding her foot from his grip and letting it slip along the hair of his bare leg to rest on the floor. "You've got a bang body and stamina like you're thirty, but you've got the experience and patience of a seventy-year-old man. That can only be good for me." Her smile was wicked and sly.

He shifted closer, his hands finding their way beneath her shirt. "I certainly intend for it to be the case." He covered her mouth with a kiss, long and sleek and hungry. Finally Finally.

"I love you," Selena said, moments later as his feet settled on the pile of clothes on the floor of the Ferris wheel car. "You're such a perfect fit for me, Theo."

The waft of night breeze brushed his bare skin, and he took a moment to admire the way the light from that chunk of moon silvered her golden body, outlining pert, tight nipples and perfect teardrop b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She stood boldly in front of him there in the small box, and he skimmed his hands along from breast to waist to hips, then tugged her forward and down.

Settling her on his lap, straddling her onto his hips, Theo eased her down to join with him. The car tipped a little, rocking and adding to the pleasure as he directed her up and down with those long, patient strokes that she tended to like. The car around them swung harder, too, echoing the rhythm of their movements.

"Well," she said a little while later, when their warm, damp bodies separated and the rhythmic rocking had eased. The ride slowed back into the slow, easy sway of the rise and fall, and she continued, "That's one thing I'm not going to ask why why about. You and how you came to be here, and how you came to be just who you are ... and why I got so d.a.m.ned lucky." about. You and how you came to be here, and how you came to be just who you are ... and why I got so d.a.m.ned lucky."

He shrugged and smoothed back the hair that had plastered to her face. "I could ask the same question. It's taken me almost eighty years to find a woman who can understand that things are not always what they seem. That all the layers of life aren't simple or neat." The breeze brushed over their naked skin and he gently cupped her bare breast, just because he could.

Right here, on a d.a.m.ned Ferris wheel. Under the moon.

"I guess," she said, coming closer to his mouth again, "there's never any answer to why. No matter how often or how desperately you ask, there's no answer-there's only what you do with it." And she reached her hand between them to curl around his already refilling erection, smiling against his lips. "And I know exactly what I'm going to do with this."

Epilogue.

"I think we should be able to try out our idea tonight," Lou said, settling at the counter in the kitchen. It was the morning after the fairies' wheel ride when Theo had told Selena about their relationship.

She found herself searching for resemblance in the wildly different countenances of the twin brothers, separated by decades of aging. Nevertheless, it was definitely there: in the hooded, Asian eyes, and the mannerisms, and even the way they c.o.c.ked their heads when they were thinking. Not to mention the way they seemed to read each other's mind.

Selena winced as Vonnie slammed a plate down in front of Lou with a little more force than necessary. Scrambled eggs bounced off onto the counter. She caught Theo's eye and raised her brows, then returned to the conversation. "Which idea is that?"

"d.a.m.n, that looks good," said Wyatt, greedily eyeing the plate of scrambled eggs and sliced tomatoes that Vonnie rested gently in front of him.

"Needs more salt," Lou announced.

Selena bolted up to get the jar of sea salt before Vonnie could throw it at him. What the h.e.l.l is wrong with them? What the h.e.l.l is wrong with them?

"We've been working on reprogramming some of those pinball machines and video games so that the lights will hypnotize the zombies ... sort of slow them down and confuse them so we can manage them better," Theo said, also trying to keep the peace. "Make things easier for you. We'll be moving them down to a corner of the grounds tonight to give it a try."

"I want to know who's going to tell Zoe that she can't hunt zombies anymore," Elliott said, b.u.t.tering toast. "Or at least, not the way she's been doing it."

Lou chuckled. "Quent's going to put the kibosh on that for a different reason as soon as he finds out she's pregnant."

The physician's eyes widened. "Well, that's going to be interesting."

Selena didn't understand why everyone laughed, but she figured Theo would fill her in later. In the meantime, she said, "And how's Remy?"

"She's going to be all right. That b.a.s.t.a.r.d-" Elliott shook his head, his voice low and tight. "If Dantes hadn't taken care of him, I would have done the honors."

"If she's to be believed, Ian Marck's also dead," Wyatt added.

"Why wouldn't you believe her?" Selena asked, cutting herself a slice of pineapple.

"After a gal's shot at you, you tend to take everything she says with a grain of salt," Wyatt said flatly.

"Not to mention tossed you a snake," Theo commented.

"Yeah, that too. Christ, don't p.i.s.s her off, Elliott, whatever you do. Who knows what she'll do next."

Selena watched them, following their conversation with interest. A fascinating group, to say the least.

The back door slammed and in stalked Frank. "G.o.ddammit, what the h.e.l.l is taking so long? I've been up for hours, waiting for you all to get your a.s.ses moving out there. The roof's gotta be patched, and it's better off to have your d.a.m.ned a.s.ses up there than my old white one. Rainy season's coming and we don't want those G.o.dd.a.m.n computers of yours getting wet."

He muttered and stomped, and Wyatt, who seemed to have thawed a bit in the old man's presence, stood and swallowed the last bit of his tea. "Let's go," he said to Elliott and Theo. "The sooner we get this done, the sooner Elliott and I can get back to Envy."

"I'll bring some breakfast to Remy," Selena said, grabbing a piece of cheese. "And then I'll be sitting with Sally for a little bit. She's hung on longer than I thought."

"I'm going to work in the arcade," Lou said. Then he looked over at Vonnie and said, much too casually, "Did you say something about moving a bookshelf?"

Acknowledgments.

I always have so many people to thank for their support and energy with each book, and the list continues to grow. I consider myself blessed to have them using their talents and time to help me-including the team at Avon: Erika Tsang, Amanda Bergeron, Pam Jaffee, Christine Maddalena, and everyone else who works behind the scenes to make the Envy books so fantastic. Thank you for your time and energy on my behalf.

I owe a big thanks to Gaylene Murphy, who was the one who suggested a cougar for Theo, and who was definitely right! Thanks, too, to you, Nancy, Jean, and everyone else at NBPR for all of your hard work and dedication for the Envy books.

Special thanks to Mike Wiley, a literal Pinball Wizard, who took me on a tour of his workshop and let me gawk over all of the pinball machines and video games of my youth. And also for his great solution to the zombie problem!

Big hugs and kisses to Robyn Carr, for being there every time I need you.

I can't thank Jeaniene Frost, Nalini Singh, Lara Adrian, and Kathryn Smith enough for being such avid supporters of the Envy books. You ladies are so talented and so busy that I'm humbled by your time and effort toward reading and recommending these books. Thank you!

Also to Kelly Young, for being such an amazingly bright spot in my life ... and also being there whenever I need someone to lay it all out for me.

Of course, I wouldn't be where I am without the love of Tammy and Holli, who are unfailing and unwavering in their support for my work, and who are so very talented in their own right. Hugs to both of you!

Thanks to Erin Wolfe for being an early reader of Theo's story (and for the line about Electric Man); also to Danita and Jen, Beth, Shae, Donna L., Darlene, Jeannie, Kate and Kayla, and Paula R. for your enthusiasm and support. Thanks to Alex and Becca Wyeth for helping me get into the head of a ten-year-old girl.

And, as always and without fail, so much love to my husband and children for their understanding and acceptance that sometimes Mom gets a little stressed and disorganized, and makes you talk about plots at dinnertime, doesn't do laundry, and insists on carry-out instead of cooking ... I love you all!

They called her the miracle baby.

There might have been others who were born during the devastating events that annihilated most of the earth in June 2010, but she was the one of legend.

She was born in a concrete-block garage in the midst of raving earthquakes and horrific storms. Three days later, her mother simply pa.s.sed away, as did nearly all of the other survivors. They had thought they'd made it through the worst. But even after the sun finally rose on a silent world, frosting it with a hopeful, golden glow, they learned the destruction wasn't over.

People dropped to their feet, dead, by the hundreds. Thousands. For no apparent reason.

Yet the pretty baby girl stubbornly lived through it all.

And with the miracle of her birth and survival came a burden and a blessing.

Romances by Joss Ware

NIGHT BETRAYED.

ABANDON THE NIGHT.

EMBRACE THE NIGHT ETERNAL.

BEYOND THE NIGHT.