“Go on. I’ll be leaving in a minute.” He readjusted his clothing. “Okay, I love you.”
She paused and looked at him. “What did you say?”
“I love you.”
She blinked.
“Is that wrong? Did I say it at the wrong time? Because Driqan told me not to say it during intimacy, so I have not. But I have been wanting to tell you for—”
“I love you too.” She ran back to him, and he wrapped his arms around her.
They kissed, but this was different.
It wasn’t the sexual fever.
This was more. More emotion. More connection.
All those things she’d always wanted. She couldn’t help the way he made her feel, she loved being around him. Touching him, being intimate with him.
Everything. It all felt so good.
She only wished she would have found him years ago.
“Good,” he said. And kissed her one last time. “I have to go, though.”
She nodded. “Yeah. Go. I’m going, yeah. Back there to clean.”
He started to walk to the door. She stood there and looked at him.
“Okay, bye.”
Stepping into the sonic shower, she relaxed as it scanned her, and started its cycle for her to get everything washed and clean. Never would she have thought a waterless shower would feel so clean, but it did.
Probably a good thing, because as often as they were being intimate, it was faster and much easier to clean up after. Then she could go jump in for more.
While he had done the fever thing he did before, that first time, they quickly learned that he could only do that once a day. Even if they had sex two or three times a day.
Which they had been.
At least as often as possible, anyway. Now, though since he had to return to his job, they would have to be a little more practical about it, just because she didn’t want him to be late.
Okay, today, she did, but she would miss him.
At least spending some time with Agot would help. She liked her, and the little baby was as sweet a toddler as she’d ever been around. All boy, but a sweet one.
She came out and dressed and was pulling her hair up as she came back out into the main room.
Phares was there.
Just standing there.
“Phares?”
He wasn’t looking at her. Instead, he was looking at the other wall, just out of Jana’s line of sight.
“What is—Tori?” She blinked. Tori was there, as was the red guy, what was his name?
“Olmed, are you sure about this?” Phares asked.
