Page 72 of F Clones

“Yes. How are you adjusting to being a clone?”

Marisol kicked off her shoes, getting more comfortable. They were in for the evening. There was a planned tour of the station in the morning. Gemma and Hailey were going to help her, the M’s, and Anna get new wardrobes. She was looking forward to that. The bag she’d packed with clothes had been left behind, and that had left her stuck wearing Free’s oversized shirts and the outfit she’d worn when he’d come for her.

“I think it makes it easier that I’ve been living as a clone for almost three years without knowing it. The bottom line, I’m still me. I honestly had no clue I wasn’t human anymore.”

“What about your menstrual cycles? I’m aware that humans have those. Clones don’t.”

Marisol froze, her mind stunned with realization. “I take birth control shots that prevent me from having periods, but…”

Free must have sensed something was wrong because he slid off the bed, kneeling before her. “What’s wrong? You have gone unusually pale. But what?”

It was too shocking for her to even comprehend.

“Marisol?”

“You have a health center on this station, right?”

“Yes.”

“We need to go there now.”

“Why? What’s wrong? Talk to me.”

“I missed the shot I get every three months last year when I was working on a big project. I started my period.” She stared into his eyes. “Clones are sterile. You’re right. They don’t have periods. But I did. I had one.”

“You said you were given clone plasma.”

“I was.” She felt nauseous as the suspicion she had seemed more viable. “DJD Clone Corp breaks the rules for my gramps all the time. What if they created me without safeguards and my reproductive organs work?”

He leaned in close, placing his hands on her legs to give comfort. “You believe your grandfather asked them to do this? Make it so you could have children?”

“I told you that he asked me to have a baby when I turned twenty-five. I refused and told him I’d think about it when I turned thirty. That’s coming up in a few months. He loved having me under his thumb. The thought of having more family members he could control and manipulate would appeal to him. Gramps would have hated to lose that option when I died.”

“Rico Florigo didn’t have to. I agree that DJD Clone Corp would do anything he asked. He can certainly afford to bribe them well.” Free caressed her legs. “Does it matter what he did? You’re you, Marisol. I am sterile. We won’t be able to have children even if they gave you the ability. Not unless you wish to leave me to find a human.”

Marisol reached out and cupped his face. “You’re who I want. It just shocked me. You’re right. It doesn’t change anything. I’ll just have to deal with periods after my last shot wears off. We already have at least one menstruating human living here. I’m sure Hailey and possibly her mom have programmed one of the shops to print out supplies to handle their periods.”

“Do you want to go to the health clinic?”

She calmed, the surprise fading. “No. The more I think about it, I’m certain that’s exactly what he did. Gramps never liked being denied anything. I don’t need medical confirmation.”

“We could find a donor to?”

“No. I have never wanted children after everything I experienced. You’re all I want.”

Free leaned in. “I love you.” He kissed her.

Marisol happily pushed away all thoughts and kissed him back. All their dreams were coming true. They were free to love and to be together. She leaned back, pulling Free onto the bed with her.

He rolled them until he was under her. Both frantically tugged at each other’s clothing, wanting to get naked. It was sweet that he was always so careful with her and worried he might crush or harm her in some way. She had to break the kiss to tear her shirt off over her head.

“I love you too.” Her gaze wandered over his sexy body as he pulled off his shirt, revealing his muscled chest and arms. “Our life is going to be perfect.”

“It will,” he agreed.