anyway. He obviously was too drugged to realize his unclothed condition might be a problem for her. Or maybe this was normal for him.
And evidently he had taken care of his more pressing needs without her assistance.
Her thoughts were a jumble in her busy brain as she stared at Chiang in lust. She had to clear her throat to speak. “Malachi likes his new duties and takes them very seriously,” she said softly.
Sighing, Chiang rolled to his side, looked at her, and then finally rolled to his back, deciding not to be overly concerned if his lack of clothing bothered Boca. They were both experienced medics. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen naked males before.
“Why are you here, Boca?” he asked, figuring it was best to get to the point so he could eventually go back to sleep.
“I don’t know exactly,” she said, cautiously debating what to reveal.
“Why are you standing in my private quarters lying to me? I can intuitively tell that’s not your truth” Chiang said coldly, turning his head and swearing in Greggor at her lack of trust in him.
Boca blew out a breath. He had a point. His intuition was undoubtedly picking up her anxiety. “It is not exactly an untruth. I do not know how to talk with you about my concerns.”
Chiang patted the edge of the bed. “For starters, come sit with me and relax. I’m too tired to keep chasing you around the ship. The sleep aide has had a bad effect on my energy, which is why I rarely take them.”
Boca put hands on her hips as she looked longingly at the Greggor’s naked body. “I fear sitting next to you or I would already have done so. And yes, I will admit it is not your intentions toward me that worry me most at the moment.”
Maybe that angry declaration shouldn’t thrill him as much as it did, Chiang decided, smiling at the ceiling instead of the tiny frustrated female in his sleeping chamber doorway. But Shades of Kellnor, he sure liked the idea that she was suffering now just as much as he had been doing for days.
“You think my need for you is a source of amusement?” she asked.
“Do I think it’s funny? No, I certainly don’t,” Chiang said, turning his attention to her again as he snickered over her angry admission of wanting him. “It’s okay, Boca. I am of no use to you right now, even if you are finally interested.”
“I assure you I am not interested,” Boca denied hotly. Then swearing softly, she smacked the doorway with her hand. “ Shades of Kellnor, I am compelled, Chiang .”
“Compelled?” Chiang repeated, raising his muscled arms and crossing his hands under his head. “That’s an interesting choice of words to poetically cloak honest lust.”
“Yes, and that’s my point. It is lust, and I hate being controlled by my desire. I hate being controlled by anything,” Boca declared, waving a hand at his naked body.
“Well, we can agree on that sentiment,” Chiang said, stretching and trying to relax under her intense gaze. He turned his head back to center and closed his eyes. “Run away until you come to terms with your feelings for me. I am in no condition to pursue you this evening. I will seek you in the morning and we will resume our debate then.”
“You don’t understand—I can’t run anymore, Chiang. I’m failing ,” Boca said quickly. “I’m failing in my training. My conflict with you stands in the way. It scatters my energy as I try to resist our fated bond. I don’t know how to fix myself. This is why I am here.”
Chiang was quiet for so long Boca thought he had fallen asleep again.
“I have never forced my attention on a female— never . So you may set aside your concern that I would do so with you. As for the other, I swear by the Creators that I have no wish for you to fail in your training,” he finally said, his tone firm and as sincere as he could make it. “What can I do to make sure that doesn’t happen?”
“I do not know,” Boca admitted finally, mentally and emotionally