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He turned in the pilot seat to find Lia standing at the door to the bridge, dressed in her Terran clothes. He had had them cleaned in the decontaminator earlier and was happy he had done it, because she was a vision in them.
“Two systems away, to the Sirdonian asteroid belt. We should be there in one Terran day.”
“The gala.”
“Yes.” He engaged the autopilot and got up. “Are you all right, pumpkin?”
“Yes, I already told you–”
“I mean mentally. You saw and did things on Funk’fru that you’re not used to. It tends to hit you some time after.”
She shrugged, eyes on the floor. “I don’t know. I’m shaken up but… also thrilled? Does that make sense?”
He smiled and nodded on his way to her. “You’re adventurous, just like me.”
“Yeah, I guess–” She gaped, eyes widening the moment she lifted her gaze.
“Pumpkin?”
“What… What are you wearing?”
Why does her voice suddenly sound so breathy?
Dargus looked down at himself when he reached her. “It’s traditional Luvian homewear. Not practical at all for space travel, but I had to get out of my dirty clothes, and my wardrobe is in the nestroom, so… This was the quickest to replicate.”
“It’s…” She licked her lips, eyes roving his naked torso and legs. A lingering look at what was in between got her red-faced. “It looks comfy.”
The ornamented kilt was indeed comfy, although he preferred his utility belt over the sash holding the kilt in place. It was advisable to always have a weapon handy, in case of unexpected boarding, and he felt naked without the belt.
“Uhhh… Have your kind… uh… been to Earth… thousands of years ago? In… uh… a country called Egypt?”
“Not to my knowledge, no. Why?”Why is her face flushed, her breathing labored, and her scent sweeter, similarly to when I was licking her to completion?
“It’s just… the man’s fashion is similar.” She fanned her face and turned away from him as though ready to bolt. “I’ll go try Chef Bulbua’s specialty, I’m starving.”
Dargus grinned.Mhm, practically salivating, my pumpkin.It was decided: he was staying in his homewear for the rest of the journey.
“Food first, examination bed after,” he told her as he joined her down the corridor.
“I can see you’re super fine as it is,” she muttered.
He was actually bruised all over – the jacket offered limited protection against impact – but Lia didn’t need to know that. By the time the darker orange bruises became visible on his body, he would have gotten a treatment to speed his recovery up.
“I’m still getting you checked up, Lia. I know you’re eager to decorate the nest, but that will happen after.”
A tiny smile danced on her lips as she took a seat by the table. “Feed me now, and maybe I’ll let you play doctor later.”
Dargus frowned. Why would he pretend to be a medical professional when there was a Medic aboard? “One Agorian stew coming right up. I’ll take the roasted humtin brain, if you don’t mind.”
“Eeewww!”
He barked out a laugh. Teasing his true mate was his new favorite pastime.
CHAPTER 23
LET THERE BE ORANGE
This is ridiculous.
