Liv whirled around, grabbed the edge of Adam’s gurney, and flipped it on its side, tumbling over it with him. His sheet was yanked off and he hit the polished concrete floor naked with a slap. With a bone-jarring explosion, the missile hit the floor where Adam had been lying moments before. The steel gurney warped and slammed into Adam and Liv, yet shielded them from the blast. Gabe had found cover behind a bank of metal cabinets. Adam stopped rolling flat on top of Liv, nose to nose.
She looked up into his bewildered face, his naked body hot on hers. Liv squirmed out from under him. “Get off me!” she yelled. “Hey,” Adam protested, covering his unremarkable junk with his hands. “I was just obeying the laws of nature.” Liv scowled and peered around the edge of the damaged gurney. The drones swooped in through a hole the missile had punched through the wall. They sprouted segmented arms and legs as they landed on the floor – drone droids! Their pincer hands held alarming weaponry. “Let’s go,” Liv hissed to Adam. “Now!” Still awkwardly trying to cover himself with his hands, Adam bolted toward the exit, running along the garden path, followed closely by Liv and Gabe. Liv had to admit to herself that Adam actually did have a very nice tush. The drone droids lumbered after them, clanking on the concrete. As Adam ran through the flowers and trees of the garden, his breath started to come in louder gasps. Liv could practically hear his heartbeat pounding with the surge of adrenaline from being chased in such a vulnerable state.
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