that Megan might have encountered trouble on her way back to the ship—or caused it—he stepped over Jaro’s prone form and headed in her direction.
He discovered only one miscreant in need of dispatching on his way, his guilt evidenced by the silver prong pinning his hand to the wall beside the opening leading to his ship. He dispatched him quickly and stalked in after her, angry even if he didn’t understand why.
Chapter Nine
Megan paced in front of the opening for the ship, unable to get in not matter how much she whacked the wall, but unwilling to go back out looking for Tren. It didn’t help she’d left her only weapon stuck in some alien who’d grabbed her ass.
What unsettled her wasn’t her sudden propensity for violence, or the odd encounter with his brother, but the scalding kiss. The one he’d given her in public and with that strange look in his eye. Brain muddling, knee melting, panty wetting, he’d embraced her and she forgot everything except how it felt to be in his arms. She wondered if she would have even protested had he decided to take her in full view of everyone. Probably not, given how hot her blood ran. The thought chilled her, but not as much as what she feared it meant.
I don’t even like him. Sure, he’s sexy, but dammit, the guy wants to sell me as some sex toy for some pervert. Yet, knowing this, she enjoyed his presence and craved his touch. Once again, like an idiot, she was allowing herself to trust a man, care for him even though all signs pointed to him eventually hurting her. And she’d only have herself to blame. He’d made his intentions clear from the start. She was the stupid one for allowing her heart to get involved. She blamed it on her body and its insane desire for him. If only she could slake her never ending thirst where he was concerned.
Speaking of the purple devil, he arrived, striding up the gangway, his brows arched and his lips pulled into a taut line. “Why are you standing outside the ship?” he barked.
“Probably because I don’t know how to get in.”
He slapped the panel beside her head and the door slid open. She turned to walk in when he halted her. “ Aren ’ t you forgetting something? ”
She whirled back and then bit her lip as he handed her back the chopstick she ’ d left behind. “ Thanks. ”
His lips quirked. “ I ’ d say no trouble, but I ’ d say that follows you wherever you go. ”
She shrugged. “What can I say? I’m gifted.” She turned away from him and headed into the ship.
“ Megan.” He spoke her name softly, and again she stopped to peer back. She couldn’t read the look in his clear eyes and his brow furrowed. “I will be back shortly. Try and stay out of mischief.” For some reason, she got the impression he’d meant to say something else.
Nodding in reply, she didn’t let her shoulders slump until the door slid shut.
What had she expected? That he would suddenly sweep her into his arms and resume the kiss from earlier? The one that seemed to speak of more than passion, but… No, she wouldn’t even think it. From now on, it was probably best if they stayed away from each other. Far away.
Common sense didn’t stop the disappointment, though.
It took her several slap attempts along the corridor wall, but she finally made it to the command center. She sat in the chair and twirled her hair as she waited for him to return.
“ Hey computer, I don’t suppose you’ve got any new videos to watch?” she muttered aloud.
To her surprise, the view screen lit up and she leaned forward with rapt attention as she found herself treated to real time footage of the marketplace she’d just left.
From her position of safety, she studied the various races milling about, all the while waiting to catch sight of her purple marauder. It took a while, during which she watched an almost comical display of violence amongst the various alien species, but Tren finally appeared, stepping forth from a building
He discovered only one miscreant in need of dispatching on his way, his guilt evidenced by the silver prong pinning his hand to the wall beside the opening leading to his ship. He dispatched him quickly and stalked in after her, angry even if he didn’t understand why.
Chapter Nine
Megan paced in front of the opening for the ship, unable to get in not matter how much she whacked the wall, but unwilling to go back out looking for Tren. It didn’t help she’d left her only weapon stuck in some alien who’d grabbed her ass.
What unsettled her wasn’t her sudden propensity for violence, or the odd encounter with his brother, but the scalding kiss. The one he’d given her in public and with that strange look in his eye. Brain muddling, knee melting, panty wetting, he’d embraced her and she forgot everything except how it felt to be in his arms. She wondered if she would have even protested had he decided to take her in full view of everyone. Probably not, given how hot her blood ran. The thought chilled her, but not as much as what she feared it meant.
I don’t even like him. Sure, he’s sexy, but dammit, the guy wants to sell me as some sex toy for some pervert. Yet, knowing this, she enjoyed his presence and craved his touch. Once again, like an idiot, she was allowing herself to trust a man, care for him even though all signs pointed to him eventually hurting her. And she’d only have herself to blame. He’d made his intentions clear from the start. She was the stupid one for allowing her heart to get involved. She blamed it on her body and its insane desire for him. If only she could slake her never ending thirst where he was concerned.
Speaking of the purple devil, he arrived, striding up the gangway, his brows arched and his lips pulled into a taut line. “Why are you standing outside the ship?” he barked.
“Probably because I don’t know how to get in.”
He slapped the panel beside her head and the door slid open. She turned to walk in when he halted her. “ Aren ’ t you forgetting something? ”
She whirled back and then bit her lip as he handed her back the chopstick she ’ d left behind. “ Thanks. ”
His lips quirked. “ I ’ d say no trouble, but I ’ d say that follows you wherever you go. ”
She shrugged. “What can I say? I’m gifted.” She turned away from him and headed into the ship.
“ Megan.” He spoke her name softly, and again she stopped to peer back. She couldn’t read the look in his clear eyes and his brow furrowed. “I will be back shortly. Try and stay out of mischief.” For some reason, she got the impression he’d meant to say something else.
Nodding in reply, she didn’t let her shoulders slump until the door slid shut.
What had she expected? That he would suddenly sweep her into his arms and resume the kiss from earlier? The one that seemed to speak of more than passion, but… No, she wouldn’t even think it. From now on, it was probably best if they stayed away from each other. Far away.
Common sense didn’t stop the disappointment, though.
It took her several slap attempts along the corridor wall, but she finally made it to the command center. She sat in the chair and twirled her hair as she waited for him to return.
“ Hey computer, I don’t suppose you’ve got any new videos to watch?” she muttered aloud.
To her surprise, the view screen lit up and she leaned forward with rapt attention as she found herself treated to real time footage of the marketplace she’d just left.
From her position of safety, she studied the various races milling about, all the while waiting to catch sight of her purple marauder. It took a while, during which she watched an almost comical display of violence amongst the various alien species, but Tren finally appeared, stepping forth from a building
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