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He was more interested in her front. Anna had small breasts, but they were perfect-looking on her dainty frame. The light pink tips were fascinating. His dick hardened, and he closed his eyes, trying to block out the thoughts he was having about wanting to touch them too.
“Fig!”
He opened his eyes to find that Anna had moved right in front of him. She was still not tall enough to reach the top of his shoulder. “I thought I was doing the right thing by trying to save you the only way I knew how. I’m so sorry that I’ve upset you.”
She lunged, and he tensed when her hands gripped the front of his shirt. He expected Anna to start beating on him or screaming. Maybe both. He wouldn’t stop her. She couldn’t cause much damage if she attacked him, and he figured he deserved a little pain for making such a monumental decision without her permission first.
“I look hot!” She grinned.
He noticed that her eyes sparkled, and the sight of her sheer joy had him stumbling back. It broke her hold on his shirt with her hands. He hit the wall. “What?”
“I could kiss you.” She laughed. “Do you know what? I’m not some old lady anymore. I am going to kiss you.” She closed the distance he’d put between them to grab his shirt again with both of her fists. “Get those lips down here.”
He was too stunned to move.
“You’re tall, Fig. Unless you actually want me to climb you like a tree, bend down a little.”
“Don’t you hate me?”
“Hate you?” Her features softened. “If I understand this right, I died, and you went to a hell of a lot of trouble to make me into a clone so I could live again. You also remembered what I said about loving being thirty. You stole me from a ship carrying me from the clone factory after I’d been made, right?”
He nodded. “Yes, from an automated supply transport. I had to attack and disable it. I couldn’t allow you to be taken to Clone World. They would have kept you prisoner there, and you’d be considered property. Your future would have been miserable. I would never allow that to happen.”
“I bet that was dangerous. You went to so much trouble, and you did it for me. You really are the nicest, most wonderful man I’ve ever met. Did it take long to have this done to me?”
“Three months.”
“Did you find a girl in the time while I was being remade in a clone body?”
“No.”
She smiled. “Guess what? I’m a girl. I’m a hot girl again, and I’m young.” She openly admired his chest and arms. “Remember what I said about if I were at least fifty years younger?”
“Yes.”
“I am.” Anna opened her fingers to release his shirt and trailed them higher until she pressed her breasts flush against him and held onto his shoulders. “Do you want to kiss me? I want you to.”
Fig was having a hard time wrapping his mind around her reactions. He had not expected what was happening. “You’re still in shock. I don’t want you to regret this later and hate me. You might think I took advantage of you in a vulnerable state since this is a lot to take in.”
“You are so damn sweet.” More tears filled her eyes. “And so caring. Look at you. I should feel ashamed of myself since, inside, I’m an old letch for the thoughts I’m having, but I just stared in that mirror. I have a young, hot body.” Her gaze lowered down him, and she suddenly frowned.
“What’s wrong?”
“Did you get more fit? You weren’t in this good of shape when I met you.”
He remembered his disguise. “I wore padding under my clothing while on the station to appear a bit overweight and not muscular. It helped me blend in with the humans.”
“Take off your shirt.”
Fig was stunned once more. He just gaped at her.
Anna reached for his waist, gripped the bottom of his shirt, and started to push it upward. He only hesitated for a second before helping her remove it. A wide smile curved her lips as she took in every inch of his revealed skin.
“You are ripped,” she breathed.
He glanced down at his bare chest. “I’m not injured.”
“Ripped. Muscled. Hot. I want to lick and touch you all over.”
