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He laughed, and they made a meatloaf with vegetables, cheese, barbeque sauce, and shredded cheese. Ondine loved cheese. Now, they had to wait.
Amadine curled up on the couch, and he started a fire. “Thanks for that.”
He chuckled. “I will get the potatoes going.”
“Okay. I will stay here if you don’t mind. It was an early day, or I am still on yesterday’s night.”
“Nap. It will be ready in an hour and a half.”
She nodded, curled up in a ball in the corner of the couch, and fell asleep. Aksalla Nine would be there for ten more hours. It was their standard date.
* * * *
Geero looked at the small bundle of female at the edge of the couch. When Tirra had told him he was going on assignment to the mountains, he was excited. When he found out that it was as temporary companion to this tiny person, he was stunned. A day with him cost twelve thousand dollars, and he was with her once every ten days when available. She didn’t seem to be hurting financially at all, and the chores that he did were similar to those he did for his grandmother.
She was normally so protective of the study that he felt authorized to peek when she left the door open. The baby incubator in the security wall was a shock. Those cost close to a million dollars and were only issued under cases of extreme infertility. His patron looked fine to his scans.
Cooking and shovelling the walk were easy. He enjoyed them. The medical assistance now made sense.
He finished getting things prepped for dinner and took a seat on the chair near his patron. It seemed odd that she would hire him to watch her sleep, but it made him intensely curious as to the other occupant of the house. There was no particular scent to track, but there was a bedroom that no one used and didn’t smell like his patron.
There was no electrical hum in the house. It was always weird to come here, but he liked it.
She shifted slowly on the couch, and he smiled. She looked cute and appeared small, but while her curves stated she was completely grown up, she didn’t act like it. He was used to women having a certain response to his physique. He had taken what genetics and his activation had given him and honed it to a fine edge. He looked good and knew it.
Geero meditated while he focused on the sounds of the food cooking and bubbling. When the potatoes were done, he got up and started getting them ready. He drained them, mashed them, and added warmed cream and butter.
The meatloaf was crackling and popping in the oven at a low sizzle, and the scent of food filled the air.
He walked to the window and checked the snow. It was coming down and would be thick in a few hours. He didn’t want to leave her alone during the blizzard, but his contract ended in eight hours, and the snow was going to fall all night.
He sent a communication to management about the weather. He was given a reply to stay as long as needed to assure the patron’s safety.
He smiled. Staying had a certain appeal. If he were summoned for cross-examination in court, he would go but would be back as soon as he could.
When the meatloaf was done, she showed no signs of waking, so he put the food in the warmer and went out to get a leg up on clearing the door.
Once the space around the house was clear, he returned to see that the patron had crawled to the other side of the couch for additional rest.
He stroked a finger down her nose and chuckled as she batted at his hand. She was like an angry kitten. Her eyes went wide, and he snorted. “You can eat now and then sleep.”
She nodded. “How long have I been out?”
“Three hours.”
“Oh.” She sat up and said, “It’s snowing.”
“Yes, it is. A lot. Hungry?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Come on. I made gravy.” He took her hand and led her to the table.
She chortled as he loaded her plate and was about to dive in when she paused. “Oh, no.”
Geero was on alert. “What is it?”
“Titan’s here.” She looked at him. “This is awkward.”
