noticing her stare at him, as if trying
to figure him out.
You do not want to know
what I am thinking, star shine. Or
did she?
“Forgive me, much is on my
mind.” Like you.
“How long
until you’ve searched all the abandoned stations?” Her question hung like a heavy weight around them.
“There are a few more
stations left to search, then we will make the hyperjump into Earth space and you will be home.” Just the thought of Sara being gone
from his life filled him with gut-wrenching dread. He would never see her smile
again, never feel the warmth of her body curled into his, or her soft, sweet breath against his chest and never inhale her scent of
sweet, feminine musk.
She would be gone and with
her, the painful ache and his constant state of hardness. Even the frequent
shower visits and sparring with the warriors could not bring it under control.
He was sure disappointment
flickered through her gaze before she dropped her eyes to her pudding, hastily
scooping more into her mouth.
She could not be as affected
by him as he was by her. No, he was simply imagining it. She wanted to return
to her home, to her people, where she belonged and he to his people, where he
belonged.
Yes, her leaving is best.
“We will coordinate with your
authorities and the commander will make sure you are safely delivered to your
family.”
She nodded before reaching
for her cup of Julip juice. She gulped it down
and again her pink tongue darted out, licking up the moisture left behind on
her lips.
Under the bench, he gripped
the table. He forced his breathing to remain calm, slow and steady with normal
breaths.
“Have you had enough?”
She gently set down the spoon
and pushed away her plate. He was satisfied that she ate the bulk of the sweet
treat.
“Thank you.” She shifted
nervously in her seat.
He knew she wanted to ask him
a personal question. Being so close to her over the past weeks, he learned many
of her expressions and movements. “Ask anything you wish, Sara. You should have
learned that much about me by now.”
A small smile lit her face,
highlighting the little dimples in her cheeks.
“I know. You’ve been so
wonderful to me and I hate to ask anything of you.” A pink shade crept into her
face.
“If it is within my power to
give you, it is yours.”
“I was just hoping, well, if
you could stay with me, until I reach home. I trust you more than any other, and I…”
There was something else, he
sensed it, something she was not saying.
“I’m not frightened with you.
I’m sure I’ll be okay once I’m home with my family again.”
More time with Sara. He would
not have to hand her over once they arrived on Kelon .
Hope flooded through him, but died an even quicker death. He could not keep her
knowing he would be unable to touch her. This was simply an arrangement for her
mental and physical health. The same could not be said for his.
“I will see you safely home
to your people.”
“I’m sorry to be such a—”
“Sara.” They had been through
this many times in the past few weeks. Solron finally
settled her self-loathing issues. If anyone was unworthy and deserved death, it
was the Xersons for abusing her mentally and
physically.
“Remember what you are.”
“I am not a burden.”
“And?”
“I am beautiful, smart and of
great worth.”
“Do you believe it?”
“I—”
He growled softly. “Am I a
liar?”
She shook her head, her dark
mane of blond hair tumbling around her shoulders. “No,
never.”
“Good, let us keep it that
way.”
Her smile radiated as she
gazed at him. “Thank you.”
“You are always welcome, star
shine.”
* * * *
Sara stared at the tanned
ceiling of their quarters—or rather Solron’s . Datapads and other little instruments sat on the table at
the far end of the room. Sitting among them were the comb he gave her for her
hair and the small ties for when she plaited it back. Draped over the chair was
the cloak to wrap around her body