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“You are right. I am impatient and sad.”

“It’s normal to feel upset about this. It must be a shock.”

“It truly is. I thought he was dead like my mother. I do not know why he left me there with Vunne.”

“I hope he has good answers.” An edge of anger came through in her voice. It was echoed within me.

“Do we need to do anything on the bridge?” she asked, and I welcomed her breaking through my churning thoughts.

“Nothing.”

“No need to steer the ship?”

“The computer does it.”

“Hmm,” she said, her eyes lighting up. “Then maybe you’d like to take a mini-vacation?” She held up her finger before I could speak. “I understand if you don’t want to do anything but wait for your father to wake up.”

“I would like to take this small vay-cay-shun.”

She slid off my lap and held out her hand. “Then let me show you what I found in the kitchen. I’ve set up in our bedroom.”

Intrigued, I stood. “Our bedroom?”

“It’s not much, but the ship has two areas for sleeping. Your father is resting. We can take a moment for ourselves, can’t we?”

I swept her off her feet and started for the entrance of the bridge. “We can, mate. We can.”

I located the second room and shut the door behind us with my foot. Turning, I pressed her against the inside of the door. When our mouths touched, I burst into flames. I wanted her. Needed her. Her feverish hands on my body told me she felt the same.

I didn’t want to take her fast. My aching hearts needed to feel everything, not be consumed in a rush.

We peeled off our clothing, tossing it aside. When I lifted her, her legs went around me. My fingers sought her warmth while my mouth claimed hers. We stroked each other, sharing what felt good and how much we savored pleasing each other.

When I pushed myself inside her, she moaned and smiled up at me. “Take me, love,” was all she said.

And I did.

* * *

Burmoot didn’t wake for two cycles, and I’d begun to believe he wouldn’t.

When Summer and I sat together on the bridge, watching the stars one evening, he staggered into the room.

“I’m starved and thirsty,” he said. He grunted as he peered around. “Where’s the food?”

I stood. “You live.”

“Monitor shocks knock you down, but they rarely kill you.”

“Why did you tell me to leave you, then?”

Summer came over to stand with me, facing him.

“Ah, that,” Burmoot said, slashing his gaze away from mine. “I worried if you stayed on the planet too long the ship would leave without you, or the Universal Council would find a way to convince their sponsors you needed to be exterminated.”

“We won,” I said.

“You did, but the Council appeared to be of a different opinion.”

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