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Jamef has the decency to look appalled, and at least I know he’s finally paying attention. “What?”
“I’ve been talking your ear off and you’re not listening. What’s going on?”
The guy frowns, glancing around the empty staff tunnel. “Just focusing on the mission. We need to find where the spare uniforms are kept if we want to really sell this whole valet thing.”
“I’m not really concerned with selling it,” I confess. “If we can’t bribe our way to the information we need, we can always take a hostage. I only suggested the uniforms because I thought you might look cute in one.” With a dramatic sigh, I continue, “But since I’ll be busy sucking random dicks, I guess cuteness doesn’t matter —”
“You’re not sucking dick. Quit saying that.” He’s all but growling now. It’s adorable.
“Then keffing pay attention. What’s with you?” I smack his tail with mine even as I bump his hip. To my surprise, he staggers, and I bite back a grin at catching him so off-guard. “Ha! You’re a mess today.”
“I am,” he agrees, giving me a clearly annoyed look. “I’m worried about Dora. I’m concerned that we left her with that manipulator alone on our ship. And I’m growing even more concerned that someone’s going to catch us in this hall without clearance passes and then we’re going to spend overnight in a resort jail, and that will make Dora even more panicky.” He rubs his hip. “And you’re not taking this seriously.”
“You truly are no fun.”
“Never have been.” He glares at me. “You know that.”
Well…that’s true. But I like him anyhow. “I’m taking this seriously,” I say, heading further down the tunnel. “I really don’t think we’ll be here long enough to get into trouble. And even if we are, I’m confident we can talk our way out of it. As for Dora, she has to be left alone at some point. We can’t stay on the ship holding her hand forever.”
“Yes, but leaving her alone on an empty ship is a very different situation than leaving her with Rhonda.”
Okay, that’s an excellent point. “If it makes you feel any better, Rhonda won’t steal the ship. She doesn’t know how to read anything but her native language and she’s not particularly compelled to try. If she tried to rob us, she can’t take the ship anywhere there’s a port or else she’d find herself arrested, confiscated, and on the auction block.”
“She might have changed in ten years.”
I think of the Rhonda on the ship and compare her to the one in my memories. “Trust me, she hasn’t.”
Jamef pauses, gazing up at the ceiling. “There’s a security feed. Give me a moment to set up a vid loop so they won’t see us down here.”
“Well aren’t you handy,” I tease, leaning up against the wall as his cybernetic eye flashes and a beam of light focuses on the metal wall next to me. Code flashes through the beam, scrolling past so fast I can’t read it, and I watch Jamef’s face as he works. Is it just me, or does he look tired? Maybe we shouldn’t have kept him up so late last night, but after he’d made me come, Dora insisted on her turn, and well, one round of sex turned into three. He didn’t complain. I didn’t, either. I’m no idiot and sex with both of them is amazing.
Maybe Jamef’s just getting old.
I smirk to myself at the thought, watching him as his eye flashes more code and his look of concentration intensifies. I can’t wait to tease him about being too old and decrepit to keep up with two sex-hungry females and watch him sputter. It’s always so cute when he gets outraged.
Behind him, a side door opens and two uniformed males step out. I straighten with a wince. So much for this being a breeze. “Hey, Jamef? You can give up on the loop now.”
He doesn’t respond, his concentration locked on the code scrolling through his eye and probably chugging along into his brain.
Time for me to take care of business, then. I pull open the front of my tunic, practically exposing my tits, and pull my hair loose from my sensible ponytail. “Oh, good,” I cry, taking a page from Rhonda’s book and launching myself at the men. “Please help me. I’m so lost!”
Ninety-Six
JAMEF
The moment I pull up the security feed, I know it’s a mistake. I access the files I’ve downloaded and prepped for situations like this, only for my leg to completely overload. It freezes up, error messages flashing across my vision even as the information from the security feed pours into my mind.
I have to concentrate or else I’m going to overload myself and end up flat on the ground. Hot pain lances through my head and my leg as I focus in on the security feed, creating a loop of vid images from the empty hallway and then working to override the existing security protocols of the resort. When I can finally brute-force my way in, I implant the feed of the empty hallway and set it to loop repeatedly so no one will see us entering or eventually leaving.
