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held her clothing
in her hands. “I think these need to be burnt, ” she told him with a small
smile.
    Nodding,
he pulled the jacket off the bed and went to hang it up. He then took her old clothing and moved to another
wall. With the press of his hand, he opened another panel that he dropped her clothes into. Returning to the bed, he sat to take his boots off. Tucking
them away, he grabbed some other clothes from the cupboard. He lifted a brow at
her, and with a single finger and an amused look he indicated she should turn
around.
    She
moved so that she was lying on her side on the bed. She yawned as he tugged at
the bedding, and she wiggled and moved so she was under it. When his arm closed around her waist and pulled her close, she sighed. “God that feels so
right,” she confessed and closed her eyes. “I don’t understand it, but I’m going with it,” she said with
another yawn.
    “I
swear to you I will tell you everything, little one.” He slipped his other arm
under her head, drawing her in even closer to his body. His breath was warm on
her neck. “Sleep, Samantha. I will be here if you need me, if the dreams become too much. You are
safe, sleep.” His lips brushed against her shoulder.
    She was drifting on the edges of
oblivion, allowing his heat to surround her, to lull her into dreams. Real
sleep and not a medically induced coma from cryo -sleep.
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    When
she woke up, it took her a few seconds to come to grips with what was happening. The bed
under her was comfortable. It curved to her body like a memory foam mattress
from back home. The man beside her shifted slightly. “Petr?” And that fast
everything went rushing back into her brain. Memories from cryo -sleep,
memories of waking, and the madness in Dillon’s eyes as he took two lives.
    She
curled into Petr and sniffed several times. “Oh God, he killed those men.” Yeah, that was
yesterday and this was today, but she could still mourn the loss of life. “Have
your men found him yet?” She didn’t know how Dillon would be able to hide from
Petr’s men on what was left of their craft. There simply wasn’t enough of it
left.
    As fast as her questions came,
however, so did the rumble of her stomach, reminding her that she hadn’t eaten
real food in a very long time. “Sorry, I think we should eat before the whole
ship hears my stomach rumbling.”
    He
stroked a hand down her arm, the action settling some of her nerves. “I’ll see
what the reports say from the end of the shift. Hopefully, it will give us some answers. I have to check your medical review before
ordering food, but I will have something brought up for us once I know what it
says.”
    She
nodded, then looked up at him and watched him for a moment. “You were going to
tell me something last night, but I fell asleep on you.” Again she found herself reaching for him, his touch
soothing. “Why do you comfort me so much? What have you done to me?”
    Petr
cupped her face to stare into her eyes. “I will explain everything while we
eat. When you’re ready, come out to the other room. We’ll talk, we’ll eat, and I’ll give you all the answers
you want. Take a deep breath, Samantha. You have no reason to panic. It will
all make perfect sense.”
    She
took a deep breath, moved to the side of the bed, and looked toward the
bathroom. “Okay, the toilet. Is there anything about using it that I should
know?” Because now that she was moving she needed to pee and had no freaking
clue if this craft’s bathroom was different than the one on her ship.
    “Sit,
attend to business, and stand. It self-cleans once you move your weight off,”
he told her. “Don’t sit back down or you could end up stuck. If it fails for
any reason, there is a small button on the far side nearest the sonic shower you can press
to activate the cycle. I won’t be far. Call out if you need me.”
    “Right,
okay. Thank you.” She could see her getting her butt stuck to the