This only inflamed Hux more.
“I am not your father and I will never be,” he spat, thick blue vein in his neck throbbing. His fingers dug into his gloved palms.

And suddenly, like the eye of a storm, he fell quiet. A heavy, eerie silence.

Then, softly, mesmerizing, “Toss yourself over, Adeline.”

Techie’s eye nearly popped out of his head. “Shit, no!” he gasped, and Hux heard him. Leveled a serene, wan smile in Techie’s direction.