said. “The question is why?” Like a damn cat, she just couldn’t stop playing with her food.
Fallon tensed. “I do not need a reason to put a woman in my quarters.” His voice rose as he spoke. “Who I choose to take there is my business, and my business alone.”
A snarl came from behind him, as Hawk entered the bridge. Fallon stiffened and slowly turned to face the captain.
“Do we have a problem?” Hawk asked.
Fallon shook his head. “Not with me.”
Hawk’s gaze slid to Opal and he arched a dark brow.
She crossed her arms and huffed.
“I thought you decided you already had your answers last night,” Hawk said.
Opal sauntered over to him and ran her finger down his chest. “I wanted confirmation.”
Hawk shuddered under her touch. “Did you get it?” He caught her hand and brought her fingers to his lips.
Opal flushed and her breath caught. “Oh yes, I’m absolutely certain now.”
“Good, then you can leave my First alone, so he can get back to work,” Hawk said.
Opal rolled her eyes. “Whatever you say.”
Tension rolled off Fallon. Confirmation of what? What had Opal said to Dora? He knew whatever the feline had done, it wouldn’t be good. She reveled in causing trouble. It’s why she and Hawk were a perfect match. Fallon had planned to talk to Dora again once his shift ended. He’d hoped she’d have time to cool off, but he didn’t think there was a chance of that happening now.
He forced his gaze back to the screen. So far, he hadn’t spotted any other ships. With any luck, that would remain the case. Fallon needed time to seduce Dora. He couldn’t do that with her angry. He glanced over his shoulder. Opal slid onto Hawk’s lap as he took his place in the captain’s seat.
Seeing them together only drove home what he was missing. What he’d been missing for years. The solution to end his misery was located one floor down, sealed inside his chamber. All Fallon had to do now was figure out how to unlock her heart. He snorted. That wouldn’t be easy. Not anymore. Like him, Dora kept hers firmly secured behind thick walls.
Chapter 6
F allon finished his shift and returned to his quarters. He expected a fight when he walked through the door, instead low lights and an empty pallet greeted him. Where was Dora? Had she managed to escape? He took a step back to examine his security setting. Nothing was amiss. She had to be here somewhere.
His senses heightened as he entered the room and closed the cabin door behind him. Fallon readied for an attack. When it came, he’d have to be careful. He didn’t want Dora to hurt herself in the scuffle.
He scanned the room, but nothing moved. Opal had said that Dora asked for help, but she’d never mentioned whether she had complied to the request. Fear punched him. Fallon staggered back. Could Opal have gotten Dora off the ship undetected?
Fallon frantically searched the room. His foot hit something soft and he jumped back, expecting an ambush. He scanned the darkness to see what he’d bumped into. Dora lay curled into a ball, on the floor at the end of the pallet, shivering. She was still fully dressed, but her clothes weren’t enough protection from the cool metal beneath her.
What was she doing down there? Why wasn’t she in his pallet? Was the thought of sleeping with him so abhorrent that she’d rather take the cold floor and risk illness?
Doubt crept in. This was worse than he’d thought. He’d made a mistake bringing her here. Fallon had thought they could talk. Possibly work things out, but… He scowled at her. Anger at him was one thing, stupidity was another.
“So stubborn,” he muttered.
A shiver worked its way up from her toes. Dora quaked and her teeth chattered. If he didn’t know her so well, Fallon would think she was faking, but sleep was one thing Dora didn’t fake. Even as a kid, she’d always slept like the entombed. Fallon had snuck into her room on a few occasions to leave her surprises. One time
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