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with embarrassment. I don’t want this inconvenience anyway. Women .
    He heard her sigh from behind him.
    Swell, Snow. She’s relieved to be away from you. How could you think someone as smart and as beautiful as her would be interested in a busted up soldier ?
    “Sergeant Snow?” she called, a breath above a whisper.
    He froze, unsure he’d heard her. The tempo of his heart increased. Discreetly, he wiped his damp hands onto his pants. Hard, hot, and horny, boy, did he make a great package.
    Had she called him ? With a glance over his shoulder, he decided she had. “Yes?”
    “Yes, I -- I’m too wired for sleep, so…”
    There. In the open was an invitation -- and an opportunity.
    He turned away and blew out his breath. Nervous. He hadn’t felt this way since -- since the ambush that had given him the scar. Almost instinctively, he ran his finger across it. I can do this. It’s only coffee. I’m not marrying her .
    Spinning, he faced her and his demons once more. He found her hovering, waiting for him to say something to her very innocent suggestion. “There’s a small commons area on the lower level, above the cargo bay. You can burn off some steam. There are games, simulated modes, holo-ventures, and other sources of entertainment. The cafeteria has tasty burritos.”
    She nodded, the hint of a smile ghosting around her plump lips.
    Heat rushed through him. Her grin infected him, like cocoa on a wintry day back on Earth Prime’s arctic region. His home had been in the heart of the Canadian Yukon.
    “Okay.”
    “Follow me, Dr. Moore,” he said formally, aware of her proximity to him and his own lust rising with each step she took.
    They headed to the turbo lift. Beside him, she radiated a calm sense of peace. Tranquility that he couldn’t quite place. He knew nothing about her and he realized he wanted to know more. Mysterious and intriguing, Dr. Moore was more than the lustrous surface beauty. The woman was sharp, and engaging her in conversation might prove pleasurable.
    He wanted to peel each article of clothing off, slowly, decisively, and drop kisses like petals onto her soft lush skin, feel her laugh, soft and lyrical against his chest. Feel her moist warmth clamp over his aching shaft.
    That’s one way to expel her tension . He’d have to see about helping Dr. Moore with that.

 
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
    What am I doing ? Cricket inquired internally. I don’t even know him! I never went for coffee with anyone on the post and I saw them every day for five years. One strong smile and I’m quaking in my boots. I’ve got to get it together .
    The sleek doors closed, sealing her to the decision. Enveloped by a blast of cold air, Cricket stood in its center. She could feel his eyes make brisk swipes over her person. She returned his gaze, allowing her eyes to drift over him. His dull gray IGO uniform skimmed hardened thighs, pulling tight over the sizable lump in his crotch and on around to those delicious buttocks. A sigh slipped from her lips before she could stop herself.
    “You say something?” he asked. He shifted and put his eyes on her. Blank. No, no, that wasn’t quite right. His expression was hiding his thoughts.
    What is the good sergeant looking for? What’s he thinking behind that handsome face ?
    She knew what he saw -- a scientist tossed off a project for Newton knew what. A failure, a problem -- an inconvenience.
    Yes, that’s what he sees. Or worse -- a spy. He’s head of security .
    “Nothing,” she said.
    He peered at her as if he didn’t believe her. His eyes narrowed. Almost instinctively, he rubbed a jagged, raised scar high on his cheekbone, beneath his eye. Stiffening as he caught himself, he turned his eyes back to the doors.
    Mars, he’s so sexy. But if he saw her as solely a hysterical female…
    “Listen, I’m sorry…” she began, breaking the quiet at last. “This whole thing…”
    But the gaze which met hers wasn’t one of fierce scrutiny. So much