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Authors: Lucy Snow
Tags: Science-Fiction, Romance, Space Opera, Military, Science Fiction & Fantasy, alien invasion, multicultural, Multicultural & Interracial, Space Marine
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at her. “I decided to sample the local breakfast cuisine and see for myself. I thought it might give me some insight as to why Admiral Kaalax is so fond of Earth.”
“Is he?”
“Yes, he is. He has been looking forward to this mission for years. He is very fond of your Ambassador Fuller.”
Melissa smiled, and I could see the deep reverence she held for her boss. “Ambassador Fuller is the same way. He’s been talking my ear off about Kaalax since I first started working for him. Last year he was ill and it looked like he wouldn’t be able to go on this mission, but I swear Fuller willed himself to get better just so he could be here.”
Her words hung in the sterile air of the station for a few moments. It hadn’t occurred to me that the races the Kreossians introduced to the galaxy would be so excited by the idea.
My food still sat in front of me. I lifted the utensil and looked down at it, suddenly ravenously hungry but unsure how to approach it. I didn’t know what anything was.
Melissa must have been watching me, because she laughed out loud. “Having a little trouble there?” She said while covering her mouth, the laughter coming in waves.
“I do not see what is so funny. Your food is too complicated.” One part was yellow and almost gelatinous, another flaky, and the third in long curved tubes. None of it made any sense.
“I agree,” Melissa said, nodding her head sagely, which was difficult to pull off because she was still laughing. “Much too complicated. We should start serving it in powdered cube form.”
I opened my mouth to agree and begin telling her all the reasons why that was a good idea when I realized that the look on her face suggested she didn’t mean quite what she said. “You are making fun of me.”
“What? Me? Noooooo,” she began. “Perish the thought, Ark. I would never think of such a thing.”
“And well you should not,” I said, assuming she was being genuine as I looked back at my plate. “I am not a man to be trifled with.”
“Clearly, given the way you’re attacking that food.”
“I have not yet taken a bite, Melissa Crane of Earth.”
“I can see that, Ark of Kreoss. Your reputation as a culinary strategist clearly has gone unappreciated till now.”
I narrowed my gaze at her. She was incredibly beautiful, but what most attracted me to her was the spark behind her eyes. She would challenge me in ways that I had not yet considered, and I found myself intrigued by the possibilities of mating with her.
Melissa must have caught my change in tone because she grew quiet and stopped laughing, pulling her hair back away from her face and tucking it behind her ear.
“You are unafraid of me.”
“On the contrary, I’m petrified of you.”
“You do not show it.”
“And that’s taking all the courage I can muster.” She looked around. “Plus, it’s 5am, and I have a rule about being scared.”
“What rule is that?”
“I never get scared between the hours of 4am and 12pm.”
The way she said it so matter-of-factly made me bellow with laughter, and soon she broke out laughing with me too. “I can tell, Melissa, that you would be a formidable opponent at any hour of the day.”
“Not just an opponent,” Melissa whispered before turning bright red and looking down, picking at the remnants of her food.
My stomach took the opportunity to remind the that I was getting hungrier by the moment, most likely because a steaming plate of food sat in front of me yet I refused to eat any of it, because a human woman sitting in front of me had captivated me so.
I picked up the utensil again and randomly stuck it into the yellow gelatinous substance, gathering part of it and taking a bite. The texture was pleasing, but the flavor lacked bite.
Melissa must have read my mind, because she piped up. “The eggs by themselves need seasoning. But you don’t want too much, so try eating them with the hash browns.”
When
“Is he?”
“Yes, he is. He has been looking forward to this mission for years. He is very fond of your Ambassador Fuller.”
Melissa smiled, and I could see the deep reverence she held for her boss. “Ambassador Fuller is the same way. He’s been talking my ear off about Kaalax since I first started working for him. Last year he was ill and it looked like he wouldn’t be able to go on this mission, but I swear Fuller willed himself to get better just so he could be here.”
Her words hung in the sterile air of the station for a few moments. It hadn’t occurred to me that the races the Kreossians introduced to the galaxy would be so excited by the idea.
My food still sat in front of me. I lifted the utensil and looked down at it, suddenly ravenously hungry but unsure how to approach it. I didn’t know what anything was.
Melissa must have been watching me, because she laughed out loud. “Having a little trouble there?” She said while covering her mouth, the laughter coming in waves.
“I do not see what is so funny. Your food is too complicated.” One part was yellow and almost gelatinous, another flaky, and the third in long curved tubes. None of it made any sense.
“I agree,” Melissa said, nodding her head sagely, which was difficult to pull off because she was still laughing. “Much too complicated. We should start serving it in powdered cube form.”
I opened my mouth to agree and begin telling her all the reasons why that was a good idea when I realized that the look on her face suggested she didn’t mean quite what she said. “You are making fun of me.”
“What? Me? Noooooo,” she began. “Perish the thought, Ark. I would never think of such a thing.”
“And well you should not,” I said, assuming she was being genuine as I looked back at my plate. “I am not a man to be trifled with.”
“Clearly, given the way you’re attacking that food.”
“I have not yet taken a bite, Melissa Crane of Earth.”
“I can see that, Ark of Kreoss. Your reputation as a culinary strategist clearly has gone unappreciated till now.”
I narrowed my gaze at her. She was incredibly beautiful, but what most attracted me to her was the spark behind her eyes. She would challenge me in ways that I had not yet considered, and I found myself intrigued by the possibilities of mating with her.
Melissa must have caught my change in tone because she grew quiet and stopped laughing, pulling her hair back away from her face and tucking it behind her ear.
“You are unafraid of me.”
“On the contrary, I’m petrified of you.”
“You do not show it.”
“And that’s taking all the courage I can muster.” She looked around. “Plus, it’s 5am, and I have a rule about being scared.”
“What rule is that?”
“I never get scared between the hours of 4am and 12pm.”
The way she said it so matter-of-factly made me bellow with laughter, and soon she broke out laughing with me too. “I can tell, Melissa, that you would be a formidable opponent at any hour of the day.”
“Not just an opponent,” Melissa whispered before turning bright red and looking down, picking at the remnants of her food.
My stomach took the opportunity to remind the that I was getting hungrier by the moment, most likely because a steaming plate of food sat in front of me yet I refused to eat any of it, because a human woman sitting in front of me had captivated me so.
I picked up the utensil again and randomly stuck it into the yellow gelatinous substance, gathering part of it and taking a bite. The texture was pleasing, but the flavor lacked bite.
Melissa must have read my mind, because she piped up. “The eggs by themselves need seasoning. But you don’t want too much, so try eating them with the hash browns.”
When
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