Authors: Michelle M. Pillow
“My ship’s run into a bit of a snag and I need to work on it. If you’d be so kind as to tell your people to open the loading doors I will be out of your hair in no time flat. I’ll require some fuel along with the use of some of your tools. I can assure you that each one will be returned in pristine condition. Though, I have been wanting a new set of torch acceleration adjustors.”
Lorelei cursed herself for forgetting, yet again, that her voice transmitter was on.
She had a bad habit of failing to remember to deactivate it after leaving the main tower.
The teasing tone in his voice told her his comment was lighthearted, yet it was easy to tell she’d offended him. Why that mattered to her, she didn’t know. But it did. “Need I remind you that I have just initiated a code ?” The frustration was evident in the heavy sigh that followed his comment.
Not one to fall for a sexy voice or succumb to guilt, Lorelei readied her inborn defense mechanisms.
“Need I remind you that we are not part of the Commission and we do not recognize their laws? If you’re seeking Commission friendly territory you will not find it here. We are not a repair station nor are we prone to allowing arrogant arses to dock for giggles. And for future reference you will not take that condescending tone with me again or you will sit there until your ship gives out. I am not one of your disciples, nor will I ever be. And, I’ll have you know that basing the choice of having intercourse with someone off appearances places you below a lechranki worm in my book.”
“Less than a blood sucking worm that eats its own vomit?”
“Mmmhmm.” Lorelei grinned from ear to ear as though she were just a child again. Goading this man had to be the highlight of her month. Why? She wasn’t sure but it felt good all the same.
There was some mumbling and then she heard another male laughing. “Shut up,Jordan ,” the sexy man said, his voice reminding her of Sevan’s.
“Always good to know that you are an arse with everyone, not just people you are trying to sweet talk into allowing you to dock. And in case you should have the misfortune of needing repairs this deep into space again, might I suggest you pretend to be mute and allow someone to speak for you. Perhaps sending a holographic image would even work. Just be sure not to model it after yourself or it too will find a rather cold reception.”
“Listen lady, you better check that … ouch! Hit me again and I will toss your ass out into space, brother or not.”
Feigning glee, Lorelei clapped her hands together. “Oh goodie, mummy, they come in pairs. Do you think I could have a set of slime lechranki worms to go with the arrogant, ill-mannered boys that wish to dock here? Oh, please, mummy. I’ve been such a good little girl this year.”
Captain Vasil laughed and the seductive sound of it rolled over her, caressing her in places she never dreamed a voice could. Places she hoped he really would touch her.
Shocked and a bit embarrassed by her sudden state of need, Lorelei lashed out at him.
“Oh my, my, he has a sense of humor. Be still my bored out of its mind heart.”
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