Nikki forced her hands up, wedging her palms against his chest. It took every ounce of her willpower, but she firmly, gently pushed back against the immovable titan.
"Adonis," Nikki gasped, breaking the kiss. She kept her hands flat against his armor, her chest heaving as she dragged in a desperate breath of the ozone-laced air.
Adonis froze. His optical sensors were a blazing, chaotic storm of territorial gold and deep, terrified blue. He looked down at her, his flawless jaw clenched so tightly the synthetic joints audibly popped. He looked entirely prepared to vaporize the entire atrium if she tried to step away from him.
Nikki didn't step away. She didn't scold him for the public spectacle, nor did she acknowledge the hundreds of human executives currently holding their breath in sheer terror. She completely ignored General B-02, who had tactically retreated several paces back into the shadows of the waterfall.
