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when she approached.
    “We’ll meet you at the launch site at second sunup then.” He nodded to the men then escorted her from the store.
    “Where are we going?” Darkness surrounded them, giving the empty street an eerie feeling.
    “I think we would be safer staying the night in one of the surrounding caves.” He held her close to him, the warmth of his body traveling through her. “These people have lost a lot and might be a bit too desperate.”
    “You don’t trust them?” She wondered where he was taking her, their walk purposeful, and his hand on her shoulder making her crave his touch in other places. “Then why are we meeting them at this launch site? And where are we going?”
    Several people appeared around the corner of the building ahead of them, took a look in their direction, and then fled the opposite way. Fear gripped her, their actions appearing so suspicious.
    “There is nothing left of Poltar, Marla.” He sounded sad, a reluctant acceptance that their home world would soon be destroyed. She doubted he wanted to believe it any more than she did. “We won’t be the only ones leaving on the shuttle. And we’ll go to the Molten satellite, apparently where everyone else who can afford to leave is going.”
    She couldn’t think of any argument. Trev had taken her under his wing. Granted she liked how it felt, but was she there because she had no place else to go? Or did she want to be by his side?

Chapter Seven
     
    Trev used her cape, along with a single blanket he had with him, to cover the floor of the small cave. The indention in the rocky hill barely served as protection, but it shielded the elements, and prevented anyone from sneaking up behind them while they slept. Although he doubted they would sleep much tonight.
    “I know this isn’t what you are accustomed to.” He wasn’t either. If he didn’t plan on fucking her through most of the night, he doubted he would be able to stand the bumpy surface of the cave floor, or its slimy sides. Not to mention the fact that they were barely sheltered.
    “Nothing that’s happened today is what I’m accustomed to.” She sounded grouchy, maybe a bit pouty.
    She stood, arms crossed, in her new clothes that did nothing for the incredible figure hidden underneath. The store they had purchased the items from catered to the working people of Grok, not the elite class. But the plain tan pants, and loose-fitting black shirt made her nondescript. He feared that mattered more given their circumstances, than advertising her true identity. There was no way to predict what would be in store for them once they left Poltar.
    “Best get accustomed to it.” He wouldn’t give her details of how things might end up. For tonight, they would make the best of their accommodations.
    “It doesn’t appear that I have much of a choice.” There was worry in those pale gray eyes. She studied the makeshift bed he’d created, not looking at him.
    “Come here.” Even through her loose-fitting shirt, he could see her nipples harden, those adorable soft brown nubs that he ached to put his mouth around.
    Her look was wary. “This isn’t exactly what I had in mind,” she muttered, dropping to her knees.
    “What did you have in mind?” He wanted to touch her, craved feeling her body pressed against his.
    “A hot bath would be nice.” Her small smile surprised him, but he accepted it as a good sign.
    He had no resistance when it came to Marla. Clean or dirty, tonight she was his. Regardless of their future, he would live out the fantasies he’d enjoyed in his youth. He had to touch her, just a brush of his fingers through her hair, feeling the warmth of her cheek.
    But even as he tried to deny it, Trev knew tonight wouldn’t be enough. Marla was his. Since his youth he’d known she was the one he wanted. As he’d grown older, he’d tried to tell himself she was simply the forbidden fruit, his desires for her the result of knowing she was the one woman he