something called the ‘Electric Slide” in the training simulator yesterday. The woman drives me nuts. I swear she never sleeps, never shuts up, and gets into everything!” He had learned about even more of her antics while he had been stuck repairing the transporter room. He had thought it had been bad when he was trying to sleep. He had no idea how the warship was even functioning after learning about some of the things she had done while he had been awake.
Trelon let out a groan when he heard Zoran mention having a dinner to introduce the females to other males on their planet. Unless he claimed her, that would be an impossibility. He needed her too much as a man and if his dragon had its way she would have to survive going through the dragon fire. Trelon was terrified of going through the ritual but he knew if he ever captured Cara long enough to mate with her it was not just a possibility but a probability that it would happen. He was too out of control to prevent his dragon from claiming his mate. His only hope was Cara would be strong enough for the transformation to take hold.
Finishing off his drink, Trelon made the decision to return to his living quarters and wait for Cara. When she returned, he would seduce her. Feeling more confident now that he had made a decision, he couldn’t quite suppress the chuckle that escaped as his dragon bounded inside him with joy that soon they would have their mates.
Cara had gotten a quick snack in the dining galley and had barely made it around the corner when she saw the huge man responsible for her being there walking towards the opening. She had seen the other man inside but he had had his back to her and didn’t even turn around when she had asked the food replicator for a sandwich and chips. To tell the truth, from the number of empty bottles on the table around him, she wasn’t sure if he would have heard a bomb going off behind him. Symba had decided to go off with some other gold creature when she had gone by the training room on her way back up so she decided to take the long way back. It gave her plenty of time to think. She knew she had a few irrational fears. One: of enclosed spaces…justified after being locked in a closet while at boarding school for almost two days. Two: of not being loved…that was sort of a wash. She knew her mom had loved her or she wouldn’t have made Uncle Wilfred promise to look out for her. She knew Uncle Wilfred loved her. He had always been there for her even during her difficult years. She knew her dad had loved her. He had told her often enough, he just didn’t know how to show her. And Ariel and Trish. They had been there for her for the past five years no matter how crazy things got. They had even been there after Darryl.
Cara finally understood why her relationship with Darryl was destined to fail. Darryl was incapable of loving anyone or anything but himself. He had only wanted Cara because of a bet he had made with the other engineers. Cara had always been shy around guys. She had grown up the only child of a widower, had an overprotective god-father that happened to be the local judge, than had been sent to a boarding school where she felt like she never fit in. When Darryl had shown her some attention, she had gravitated to him like a flower to the sun. For years she had concentrated on the negative that had come from the relationship instead of the positive. She had discovered that other guys noticed her as a woman. She liked kissing when a guy knew how to do it right and she loved cuddling against a warm, broad chest when she danced.
She had been lucky now that she thought about it that she had found out about the bet before she had gone all the way with Darryl. She had been planning to invite him to stay for the night the very evening she found out about the bet. They had gone to dinner at an exclusive restaurant. She had worn a sexy little black dress with stiletto heels that had made her feel