The morning after was the unique kind of morning that only follows a certain type of night, characterized by a distinct quality of light, a special quietness, and the understanding that whatever had transpired the day before, today marked a new beginning rather than a mere continuation.
Rex was awake before either of them.
This was his usual behavior, and it had been consistent throughout the trip. Waking up before sunrise on volcanic sand for three days, accompanied by the island's interior birds making their strange calls, had established this pattern for this particular place.
"Goddamn... that was some good threesome sex. I'd rate it higher than my experience with Lily and Lilith."
"Apollo... you naive fool, you didn't have sex with these two sexy virgins." Rex struggled to suppress a laugh. "But unfortunately... they're mine now."
