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“You’ve been poking my chest repeatedly for days. Is this a mating ritual among humans?”
“Have you ever heard the term WYSIWYG?”
“Are you telling me you wear a hairpiece like Jeffries in the DAA’s armory?”
Maggie lifted his hand and set it on her head. “Does that feel like a wig to you?”
He sank his fingers into her hair and petted her. Damn, if she didn’t want to cave to the male right there, let him touch any part of her he wished.
“Is all of you this soft, Magdalena?”
She slapped his hand away. “WYSIWYG means What-You-See-Is-What-You-Get, asshole.”
A smirk crossed his face. “I’ve never heard you swear.”
“You’re pushing me to my limits, Z. Which is why I’ve been poking your chest. I’m sending you a message.”
“We use comms to send messages.” He glanced at her wrist. “You should get one. It would make everyone’s job easier if we could communicate with you via comm.”
She wanted to poke him in the chest again, but he was screwing with her… and not in the way she’d like.
Maggie shook her head, driving away the image of Zirkov naked. She really wanted to see more than those broad shoulders he showed off beneath that leather vest he was so fond of. “Poking is merely a way to get your attention. Nothing to do with sex.”
“That’s a shame. It reminds me of a zyanthan mating ritual.”
“Which ritual is that?” she asked, hoping he would open up.
He pressed his body against hers, letting her feel his rock-hard cock. “We poke with a different body part.”
She only had herself to blame. Her body, the traitor, woke to the feel of him pressing against her. With all her strength, she forced her hands to stay at her sides.
“Who are you trying to seduce, Commander? The Earth Intelligence agent who reports on how GI7 complies with DAA rules or a woman you believe is guilty of treason?”
The humor in his face disappeared. “Do you think I’d blackmail you for sex, Magdalena?”
How did he do that, turn things around on her? “I’m asking you to keep your big blue paws … and other things… off me.”
He chuckled but didn’t step back.
She shoved him aside. “Stay away from me,” she yelled as she crossed the street.
Within two of his giant strides, he caught up to her. “I’m trying to save you.”
She spun toward him, her hands on her hips. “By sleeping with me?”
He lifted a brow. “Perhaps we should begin again.”
“Don’t bother. Whether you’re blackmailing me or seducing me with offers of help doesn’t matter. You think I’m guilty, and that’s a big problem, Commander.”
He scratched the back of his head, looking rather confused. And rather adorable. Had she misjudged him? Damn, but there was something about him that made her question herself.
“Several times now, I’ve offered to help you. I would not use your situation against you.”
No, he wouldn’t. That wasn’t his style. But her entire body thrummed with sexual need from one kiss and every touch, every look, made it worse.
His horns rose as a new expression crossed his face, one she didn’t recognize. “Magdalena, are you attracted to me?”
“Certainly not! And stop calling me Magdalena!”
