“Are we ever going to talk about this?”
“Talk about what?” Fortune asked innocently, fixing her hair.
“This.” Karma gestured to the bed, where he lay under the covers still unclothed. “Us.”
“I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“Does it mean anything?”
Fortune hesitated for a moment before continuing to apply her make-up. She had already switched into her Abbaxa and back to her Rouhk so she was clean from last night. “Should it?”
“Stop answering my questions with questions.” Karma slid out of bed and put his boxers and jeans back on, Fortune watching his reflection in the mirror of the vanity.
Fortune sighed and whirled around to face him. “No. I don’t string guys along, you know that. I told you from the start it was just for fun.”
“And it has been.” Karma flickered for a moment as he changed back to his original body. “But that doesn’t answer my question.”
“Sure it does. You asked if it meant anything.”
“I also asked if we were going to talk about this.”
“What is there to talk about?”
Fortune could have sworn Karma was reaching for her hand before he thought otherwise and brushed it through his hair instead. He tilted his head, indicating for them to sit down. Fortune didn’t want to have this conversation. She knew it would have to happen eventually, ever since that game of truth or dare a few months back. She had mentally been preparing this conversation, writing her own script of how it would go. She had done this enough times, had special friends, to know the drill. It would start out fine, just meaningless sex whenever both were willing. It never worked out in the long run though, it was inevitable that one would start to develop feelings. Fortune had had to break it off with loads of guys, Infinities and humans alike, because they always confessed their unrequited love for her.
“When do we tell the others?”
“Karma I’m sorry, you’re great in bed but it just won’t work out.” Fortune closed her eyes and sighed, it was always harder when she was friends with them first. after a moment of awkward silence she opened her eyes, her blue ones meeting his deep green ones. “Wait, what? What did you just say?”
Karma blinked slowly, the corner of his mouth turned up in a smirk. “Not what you expected, huh?”
“Not exactly, no.”
He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. “The others, you know, your sisters, my brothers. What do we tell them?”
“Do we have to tell them anything?”
“They are smart, well mostly, I’m not sure about Luck. But I’m sure the others have figured out by now that we are spending a lot more nights together recently.”
“As far as they know we could just be hanging out. And the others are spending time with each other as well, and they aren’t sleeping together.”
“That we know of.”
Fortune gasped, genuinely surprised at that. “No! My sisters wouldn’t do that! Demise isn’t into that sort of thing. And Destiny, well she thinks the most intimate you could be with someone else is holding their hand. My sisters are innocent, and I intend to keep it that way.”
“You can’t shelter them forever.”
“I can try.”
Karma sighed. “We are getting off topic.”
“If they figure it out and approach us first then we will confess. Deal?”
Karma stood up and paced across the room. “Fine, whatever. I have to get to work.”
Fortune smiled. “What is it this time? Another politician?”
“I wish, politicians are entertaining to punish.” He pulled on his shoes and shirt. Fortune frowned at him covering his skin, Karma was beautiful eye candy. “This time it’s a priest. For supposedly holy men, you would be surprised how corrupt they can get. It’s always nasty work when I come for them.”
Fortune stood up as well, walking him to the door. “Don’t forget about dinner tonight.”
“Dinner? Did we have a date?”
Fortune winced, she hated when he called things a date. Whatever they were doing, it was not dating. Fooling around maybe, or passing the time, but not dating. “No, but we have plans with the Tavera’s. Didn’t you get Liliana’s e-mail?”
“Nobody checks e-mails anymore unless you’re an ergophile.”
“I check my e-mail.”
“Point proven.” Karma shot her a wink and disappeared before Fortune could properly swat his arm.
Fortune shook her head, that guy was impossible. But he was growing on her, as much as she hated to admit. She remembered only a few short months ago when the idea of getting along with a Coincidence seemed preposterous to her. Yet here she was with them as practically her only friends besides her sisters. Not only was she friendly with them, but she had jumped in bed with one of them, several times. Oh if Ziarre could see her now.
Fortune wondered what her punishment would be, had she not killed her Creator. Would she be infected with Nexxis and suffer the same was her sisters had? No, it would probably be worse. Fortune was the eldest Fate, Ziarre would take that to mean she should know better. Most likely the Creator would find some other terrible torture for her.
Taking away her body wouldn’t be enough. Though Fortune loved her body, it was created to be beautiful after all, she could find a way to go on without one. Ziarre knew how to hit where it hurt, she would probably take away what Fortune loved most. Her younger sister’s, Demise and Destiny. Fortune shuddered at the thought of having to be without her Concept, it was an unbearable hypothetical.
Fortune didn’t regret killing the Divine Provenance. Ziarre had done nothing but hurt her sisters. Now with her Creator dead her sisters could finally be at peace. And Fortune could try and take Karma’s advice, have fun every once in awhile. Yes, it was better this way.