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The party scene in the Puget Sound area wasn’t too bad. I also like to party and have a good time. Not a complete nerd, really. Besides, my degree wasn’t something I mentioned to my dates. Heck, even Larson didn’t know what I was studying. Ya know, I don’t think he even asked. Now, that I think of it, he probably thought I was a Liberal Arts major…or…Oh, wait…The asshole thought I was a nursing student…I see it now. Every fricken cut or scrape, every time he had the sniffles... he was like, “Babe, you take care of me so well.” And now, I see it. Dang, I am an idiot…but an idiot who could join MENSA if I wanted to…and I don’t… Too many boys who think they are the smartest kids in the room… OK they are…but they don’t have to act like that makes them superior to average people. You know folks that listen to pop music, not Mozart or like watching TV shows that aren’t on PBS or Nat Geo. They used to like the History Channel, but the more interesting shows weren’t “real history”…Hey, Pawn Stars always had some interesting tidbits about the artifacts brought in.
So, anyway, not my scene. I like dumb TV shows and pop culture. I like reading romance novels where the male characters are so the opposite of the guys I meet. I especially, like monsters and big horny aliens…yeah, yeah, both meanings. I am not a victim of virginity. Unlike my companion, Victoria. She’s kind of nice. Has that East Coast attitude that is almost as bad as the Californians. You know, the “we are the center of the cultural world”. OK, they have a lot going on, but Western Washington is beautiful and we have real mountains. Yeah, it is cloudy and drizzly most of the year, however our spring gardens are amazing. Not that I garden…Well, Victoria, the virgin, is all freaked out. See she is a good Puerto Rican Catholic girl from New York. So good, she was attending a Catholic Young Adult retreat in California when she was abducted. Evidently, the West Coast Catholics were more morally loose than her New York Catholics and it was freaking her out, so she went into the woods to seek solitude and pray for their souls…or something like that. She was telling me all about how she thought about being a nun but realized that she really wanted to be a mom and raise several kids, maybe even adopting some. She is twenty four and still not married, I thought that would be an easy for someone as pretty as her. Like me she has a few too many curves, but I heard Hispanic guys dug a little more cushion for the pushin’. “So why aren’t you married?” I just have to ask.
“I thought that I would find a Catholic man of similar background, but I don’t know what happened,” She says as we walked down a hallway towards the officers’ mess…I don’t know why they called it that, but it is where we go to eat…and I am hungry…So, I spent most of the stroll trying to pay attention. Victoria was going on about her big crush on of all things a visiting priest from Columbia, “And no other man could compare to Father Antonio. I was hoping that getting out of my parish and meeting other young Catholics might help but then they were so different. Most were really young… and girls. They were more interested in their phones than trying to build their faith. The speakers were amazing. Sister Catherine was discussing the way women in the Church needed to be the foundation in our relationships, but…”
I’m really hungry and getting bored, “But what are you going to do now that we are in space. You think there is a Catholic alien out here?”
“That is what I am worried about. If I can’t go home to Earth, will I be able to ever marry?” She looks really shook by that realization.
“Hey, in my romance novels, there are all kinds of aliens!” I assure her, “Just because they may not be Catholic, God maybe has a plan for you to find that guy who can have a similar philosophy,” I turn fully towards her, walking backwards, and my wild child decides to add, “I have decided that I am going to have a reverse harem! Two or three of these hunky males and all the se…” Bump! Right into a wall of muscles.
Slowly, I turn and come face to face with not one but two huge muscular chests. I heard Victoria gasp, and my eyes start to rise up to the most beautiful faces I had ever seen. They are identical. Tall, so tall. I am five ten, so pretty used to being close to the same height as most of the men I met. However, these two are a good foot and a half taller than me. They look like a pair of dark elves with pointed ears complete with piercings down one side. Their skin is shiny and black as night Their hair is white as snow though only one has the long locks expected of those fabled Tolkien creatures. The other’s is shorn in a military cut…Well, they are military right?...We are on a military ship, after all. Yeah, but they are looking down those beautiful straight noses at you, girl. Better think quick…
“Oh, hey there,” I greet the elven gods with a cheeky grin, “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention”
“We could see that, female,” the one with the long hair says. His voice is sexy, low but I could hear a bit of a sneer in his growly voice. Well, I won’t be turned off by that.
“You two look like twins or is this an all aliens look alike.” I continue to smile cheerily at the dour hunks. Victoria was picking at my shirt, trying to hide from the aliens while trying to get me moving.
“We are twins, female, and you are the aliens. We belong here.” Mister Military Cut growls, “You should watch where you are going when on our ship.”
I put on my best batty blonde big eyes, “Your ship, huh? Do you like own it?”
“I am the captain and my brother is our first officer.” I am beginning to feel like a bit of a bug as these males just stand there studying me, “If you will excuse us, female. We are needed in the bridge.”
“My name is Kelsey, Captain? You didn’t give your name.” I query giving my eyes a few bats.
“Not that it matters, Kel – see, but I am Captain Tet Bl’Wski and this is my twin and first officer Commander Tan Bl’Wski, he nods at his name, “You females should stay to your rooms or the officer’s mess. We do not need you affecting operations of this vessel. Please discuss any needs with the Marine Commander Max. He is in charge of you.”
“Aye Aye, Captain,” I say with a smart military salute. The males just look at me like I am crazy… “Context is everything, guys, excuse us.”
I push my hands between them to make a path, for Victoria and I, by laying my hands on their upper arms and with a slight push. There was a little spark when my hands slipped and touched a bit of skin under the short sleeves of their uniforms.
As I move past, the males are looking at each other with a weird look. I probably shouldn’t have touched them, wondering if I broke some taboo, but I was really glad I did. Those biceps were some really prime specimens. Too bad they are attached to such stuffed shirts. Victoria and I walked down the hall. Hoping that was the last encounter with those males… they are gorgeous…Nope, they are assholes and I am done trying to attract assholes. I am on a ship full of males, I will find my entertainment without those two…but why did I want to get a second touch?... I must be hungry…That is all this is. I am hungry. I hurry Victoria along to the mess. Dinner was waiting.
Chapter Three
Tan
As we stood in the hallway, watching the two females walk down the hall, we are in stunned silence. We had been having dinner when a call came from the bridge. The human bounced off of us, because she was walking backwards. Very irrational. But when she touched us…
You felt that, didn’t you? I know he had, but I needed to confirm this.
Yes, I felt it. I am not sure how I feel about this. Tet looks at his forearm… and there it is…I look at mine…the mating marks are faint but there.
How could this be? She is…
I know. But, you have to admit, she is magnificent in her chaos. There is a slight mystified smile on Tet mouth. What do we do about this?
What can we do? I reply, The gods have sent us our mate, but she is a whirlwind of mayhem. We are command officers of the Galactic Federation. How are we going to control that female…our …mate.
We will be thankful for we have …what many do not. We have a mate, Tan reminds me of our good luck, but I am not so sure. We will tell her after her meal and move her into our cabin right away. In fact, He hits his com…
What are you doing? I ask.
I am contacting, Ensign Tarvek. He states. He will move her possessions to our cabin while she is eating.
I do not think you should assume that she wants to be moved. I can see the issues with this plan, Commander Max even said that humans do not mate like others in the Galaxy.
