either end of it glowed, lighting up the room in a dim blue shade. A pet sat on top of a medical examination bed pushed against the left wall. “What’s it doing here?” I asked.
“Titan gave you an assistant. It’s a she, by the way. Good luck,” Dohan said and left, laughter following him.
Confused, I stood by the door. The office was great and spacious, but I wasn’t interested in a new office. I sat behind my desk and pinched my lips, unsure what to do. The she-pet smiled and showed me her big teeth. I winced. What the hell was I supposed to do with it, and why was it here?
“Why are you here?” I asked.
It grumbled—probably spoke—but I couldn’t understand a word. I shrugged off my coat. At the sight of me, she whistled through her teeth and clapped her short, stubby hands. Feeling a little awkward in front of an audience, I replaced my sneakers with high-heeled, knee-high, black leather boots. After checking the mirror, I smacked my lips and walked out, determined to leave the ship. When I passed Titan’s old office, where only yesterday he’d made me feel like I sat on top of the world, my step faltered.
Titan sat behind his desk, his head bent over the papers in front of him, coffee in one hand and a pencil in the other. I hadn’t seen him on the way to my office, so he’d just returned. It was only about ten in the morning.
* * *
T itan
R ain walked past my office on her way to her new one while I hid in the shadows so she couldn’t see me. I had to get her out of my quarters, or I’d fuck her silly this morning. During the mating season, thoughts of her haunted me. Her perfume hadn’t left my quarters either, and my cock wouldn’t go down because I’d breathed her in all night long. So, early this morning, after I’d jerked off in the shower, I decided to air out my room and give her my new office.
I shifted in my chair and didn’t look up when she stood at my door. The jerking off didn’t do shit for me. I should really take up Dohan on the offer to bring me a blow-up doll from Earth. Everyone onboard the ship got one, except me. The dolls came in all shapes and sizes and we—the fae—loved all women. For over two decades, we’d roamed the galaxy without females, and it had almost gotten us all killed. We learned to appreciate females, didn’t nitpick once we liked one.
I nodded, confirming my resolve. I’d send Dohan for a doll. No shame in that. What was shame anyway? It sounded like a guy’s name. I didn’t think I understood that emotion.
“Come in,” I bit out. The door slid open with a gentle hiss, and her heels clicked across the floor. I doodled check marks on random papers. Those damn heels should be jabbing my ass, and I should be pounding into her against the wall.
The pen broke in my grip, and I threw it in the trash under the desk. I picked up another and read the label:
HB fine.
I needed a not-fine one.
“You’ve changed the doors,” she said.
Something was wrong with the tone of her voice. I should probably pay attention. “Mm-hm,” I said, not looking up from my paperwork. After she’d left my office yesterday, I broke the door and had it replaced with a speed-slider door so I wouldn’t break another gentle-slider one when I stormed back into my office this morning. “How do you like your new office?” I asked.
“It’s peachy.”
Ah, I remembered this tone. I liked this pissy-Rain tone. Made me wanna tie her up and bite her. Shit . I hated the mating season. Sex with Rain was the only thing on my mind. “Mm-hm,” I said. What else could I say? I’d moved her out of my quarters and didn’t tell her about it.
Her heels clicked the floors as she marched across the room and slapped her little hand on my paper, right in front of my nose. I inhaled her scent, and it hit the back of my throat. Instead of licking her skin, I bit my tongue.
When I didn’t look up, she tapped her fingers on my papers. “Why did you move me?”
I snapped