sister’s
but her eyes were tawny, not hazel. There was a slight mark on one
smooth cheek that looked like a chemical burn and one of her hands
was bandaged. She said tightly, “Don’t blame Will. He happens to
have the capacity to actually feel gratitude for my sister’s courage, so
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he offered to help. It probably stems from still being alive thanks to
her.”
The implied criticism was irritating. “Look, Ms. Valmont—”
“ Dr . Valmont. I have advanced degrees in both physics and planet
dynamics.” Her chin lifted a few degrees. She stood with her
shoulders back, radiating militant outrage like a core mining blast
furnace.
“All right, Dr. Valmont, let me first disabuse you of the idea the
lieutenant’s courage has gone unnoticed by this command.
Commander Gallico however, has an obligation to keep discipline on
this vessel. She broke the rules, however well the outcome turned out
to be. Maybe as a civilian you don’t comprehend it, but I assure you,
your sister understood the repercussions.”
“How convenient this all is for you and Commander Gallico.”
“There was nothing convenient at all about the situation on
Epsilon.” His tone was clipped. “Not for any of us. I saw the
commander struggle with his decision. Do you think he took it lightly
to leave anyone there to die? If so, it proves you know nothing about
him. The odds of rescue seemed very slim from this side, Doctor, and
because it was so risky, he didn’t want to send more people to their
deaths. And what did he do when she proved him wrong? He used the
lightest sentence possible by dropping the charge concerning
unauthorized appropriation of military property and gave her
discretion in how the punishment was meted out.”
For a moment she seemed silenced. Then she visibly swallowed,
the muscles in her slender throat rippling. With quiet dignity, she
asked, “Can I see her?”
“No.” Jake softened the denial by adding, “But I’m almost off
duty. If you have a message, I’d be happy to relay it for you.”
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Chapter 4
Peyton sipped idly from her cup, the beverage reminiscent of the
fruity earth wines she and Tara had enjoyed on their one journey to
her mother’s home planet. She’d already used the cleansing facilities
to wash, eaten the rations provided for both the morning meal and
midday, and used the interactive gaming equipment for entertainment.
From where she sat in the galley, she could see into the sleeping
quarters. Colonel Naiad was sound asleep, his tall body sprawled
carelessly across his bunk. One arm was curved over his head, his
face averted and his broad chest lifted evenly with each measured
breath.
The man was stark naked.
At some point he’d kicked off the sheet. Peyton worked in a maledominated part of Minoa’s forces and she’d seen her share of bare
chests, but Colonel Naiad had a very nice build. He wasn’t as heavily
muscled as Commander Gallico, but long and lean. Dark blond hair
was tousled against the stark white bedding and the dusting of pubic
hair across his groin was a slightly deeper shade. His cock was lax at
the moment, but still looked impressively large nestled between his
powerful thighs.
The night before had been enlightening in many ways. Peyton
wasn’t naïve about her lack of sexual experience, but she also hadn’t
been prepared for the revelation of erotic pleasure either. It
heightened her understanding of why the sexual service regulation
existed in the first place.
If what had happened between her and Kelton Gallico was an
indication, no wonder males craved sexual release, Peyton thought.
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The handsome commander had been surprisingly sensitive in contrast
to his cold reputation and the experience had revised her previously
lukewarm feelings about sex.
However, the daunting fact remained she was still supposed to
please both of them. While Commander Gallico was