“Primitive?” Jeffrey said in a low voice that only she could hear.
“Human! It’s my ship, and my crew!”
Rasveen stood then, heaving his mate into his arms. He towered over the rest of the company, his skin mottled with yellow. “You will do as I command! Lieutenant Brunt is in charge for this mission. He’s had several good ideas, convincing you to catch the Hareema captive, and suggesting the interrogation. I want to see if his ideas hold on this mission.”
The regent scowled down at her. “I’m not used to having my orders questioned. Don’t ever do it again.”
“Xiv,” the human scientist whispered into her irate male’s ear. “I think you’ve made your point. Now how about you and I go partake in an Earth delicacy. It’s called ‘afternoon delight.’”
The female kissed Rasveen on his cheek and the yellow tint to his skin melted away. “I want that human ship returned,” he said, then carried his mate out the membrane and into the corridor.
Major Ontarii and his mate followed close behind, hand in hand. “You can do this, lieutenant,” he said as he passed.
Kat gave him a tight nod, unwilling to meet his eyes.
“Well, precious, seems like we should be on our way.” Jeffrey held out his arm to her.
Kat looked at it, offended.Does he think me too weak to walk on my own?
She stalked off, into the corridor, not bothering to look back to see if he followed.
