Not Quite Terran Part 2 (Scifi Alien Romance Serial) by Erin Tate Page B

conveniently that area is too dark to be caught by the cameras, yes?”
    She pressed her lips together and then replied. “I have made several requests to the housing manager to have the lighting addressed.”
    “I see.” He said nothing else as he continued his perusal. “And shortly after the ‘incident,’ Varr was seen entering your quarters. I do not believe this is a secret?”
    “Correct.” On both counts.
    “And you still assert you did not see…”
    “As you are aware, Stationmaster Poxu, the corridor is dark and I did not see any other at the time of the incident. Varr was to my right, the Luvendari jumped from the shadows and attacked. So many things happened at once, and then the Luvendari went over the railing.” Not a single lie.
    “I see.” He gave her a measured stare. “We shall set aside this investigation, for now, and wait to see if any new evidence comes to light. I have allowed you to retain your position as I believe in your dedication to the code. Do not let me regret this decision.”
    She had no doubt he wanted her in place so he could keep an eye on her. “Understood, Stationmaster Poxu.”
    “The other issues under discussion are your association with the alien Varr as well as your actions just prior to being relieved this wentic.”
    Rebecca remained silent, clenching her jaw in order to hold back her words.
    “It is against code to interact with aliens you approve through intake.”
    “Agreed, Stationmaster. It will not happen again.” She would ensure it since she wanted nothing to do with the damned alien.
    His gaze traveled the length of her body, his attention lingering on the curve of her hips and the juncture of her thighs before focusing on her. “So I do not need to worry about the Duggises?”
    She managed to suppress the shudder that raced through her body and the expression of disgust that threatened to overtake her features. “No, Stationmaster. I will not be associating with the Duggises.”
    “Good.” Poxu rounded his desk, slowly making his way toward her. “It is best if you limited your attentions to members of the Rilli crew.”
    Or him. The message was clear he wanted her. So now she seemed to be free game to all visitors and crew, as well. “Understood, Stationmaster.”
    He hummed. “Excellent. Dismissed. If I have any other questions or anything to discuss, I will summon you.”
    Questions…
    Anything to discuss…
    She didn’t want to address either.
    “Thank you, Stationmaster.”
    * * *
    Rebecca didn’t enter Albe’s through the front door. She merely wanted comfort food and then she would disappear, racing toward her lodgings before she was caught. She glanced to her left and right, peeking over her shoulder to ensure she wasn’t immediately followed, and then she ran down the back alley. Her feet slipped on the garbage lining the darkened floor. She released a hiss of pain when her ankle turned and she nearly went tumbling to the littered ground, but she couldn’t risk pausing in her jog. It was only a matter of time before someone recognized her. Six years of crawling, scrapping, and fighting to be left alone by the males on the station, and it was all tossed away and crumbled by a single action.
    She skidded to a painful stop at Albe’s back door and typed in the access code that Kia had provided. The woman had taken pity on her, and apparently Albe agreed to grant her access after the last fight he’d broken up over her. Ten digits including three alien symbols, and then the door parted to grant her access. She raced in and sighed when the panels slid shut.
    The sounds drew Albe’s attention, and the large, fat male spied her. “Ree-becca.” He still had yet to get her Terran name right. “Come, come, food in office.”
    The hair on the back of her neck stood and a familiar feeling of unease slithered over her.
    He trundled toward her, his fat trembling and jiggling with each step. “I save only the best for you. Special