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could make it.
“What is that?” Brin nodded to her hands.
“Oh, a com booster. We can get your signal out faster and farther with this. Do you mind if I install it?”
He seemed pleased and surprised. “Please. My technical skills are fairly basic.”
She stood and looked around. “How do I fly again?”
“Allow me.”
She clutched the components against her as he flew them back to the library. There was a lot of work to be done before more than their chambers were ready to occupy.
Olena yawned. “I think I will have to do the adjustments in the morning. I am a little sleepy.”
Brin looked at her in surprise. “It is the afternoon.”
“I know. I just might need a nap. Care to join me?”
“I am not tired.” He spoke carefully.
“Oh, good. I think we need to discuss our relationship, while naked, without using words.”
She hung on as his speed increased to the point where her hair was whipping around her face. Laughter bubbled up when he took them into the large chamber that she had prepped for full use. Her clothing came off at his touch, and he carefully set the components aside.
It was a detailed and in-depth discussion on their future, and they didn’t say anything.
Epilogue
Six years later, Brin had gained all of the updated files, and they were finally ready for business.
Olena directed the retraction of the masking satellites, and she stowed them carefully. Now that they were ready for visitors, Milot was ready to be seen.
Brin came up behind her as they waited for the first of the scholar shuttles to arrive. He placed his hands on her belly. “Are you ready for the visitors?”
“Yes. Our alone time was fun, but we will soon be three, so it was ending anyway. Are you ready, Librarian?”
“Of course, Librarian.”
She tapped his wrist. “I keep telling you. I am building maintenance. You can handle the archives; I will keep them clean and dry.”
The study building next to the library had been added in the last year, and it was ready for visitors of any species. Each apartment had environmental controls, and it was her pride and joy.
The first shuttle was due to land ten kilometres away within the hour. Skimmers had been cobbled together from a number of trespassing vehicles. The skimmers flew to the library and back to the landing area. No intervention necessary.
“Do you think Lomit is going to enjoy being a scholarly attraction?” She leaned up and kissed her mate.
“I think he will enjoy it. It was his idea, after all.”
She chuckled and stroked her belly as her child kicked. She really hoped that one of the scholars had some obstetric capabilities. If the baby was to be on scale with his father, this was not going to be a fun delivery, but as she thought about it, she acknowledged that she was probably going to do it again.
Pure-bred Lomit were a thing of the past, but half-breed Lomit would have grace, style and the ability to go anywhere in the universe by virtue of the Terran in the bloodline. It really was the best of both worlds, and all they had to do was find a third one to make it happen.
Author’s Note
I tried to write this one while attending the RAGT 2015 in Cincinnati. That didn’t happen, so after the conference, I locked myself in my room and tried to pull this out of my brain.
Only the readers will know if I was successful.
Thanks for reading,
Viola Grace
http://www.violagrace.com
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.
An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the
“What is that?” Brin nodded to her hands.
“Oh, a com booster. We can get your signal out faster and farther with this. Do you mind if I install it?”
He seemed pleased and surprised. “Please. My technical skills are fairly basic.”
She stood and looked around. “How do I fly again?”
“Allow me.”
She clutched the components against her as he flew them back to the library. There was a lot of work to be done before more than their chambers were ready to occupy.
Olena yawned. “I think I will have to do the adjustments in the morning. I am a little sleepy.”
Brin looked at her in surprise. “It is the afternoon.”
“I know. I just might need a nap. Care to join me?”
“I am not tired.” He spoke carefully.
“Oh, good. I think we need to discuss our relationship, while naked, without using words.”
She hung on as his speed increased to the point where her hair was whipping around her face. Laughter bubbled up when he took them into the large chamber that she had prepped for full use. Her clothing came off at his touch, and he carefully set the components aside.
It was a detailed and in-depth discussion on their future, and they didn’t say anything.
Epilogue
Six years later, Brin had gained all of the updated files, and they were finally ready for business.
Olena directed the retraction of the masking satellites, and she stowed them carefully. Now that they were ready for visitors, Milot was ready to be seen.
Brin came up behind her as they waited for the first of the scholar shuttles to arrive. He placed his hands on her belly. “Are you ready for the visitors?”
“Yes. Our alone time was fun, but we will soon be three, so it was ending anyway. Are you ready, Librarian?”
“Of course, Librarian.”
She tapped his wrist. “I keep telling you. I am building maintenance. You can handle the archives; I will keep them clean and dry.”
The study building next to the library had been added in the last year, and it was ready for visitors of any species. Each apartment had environmental controls, and it was her pride and joy.
The first shuttle was due to land ten kilometres away within the hour. Skimmers had been cobbled together from a number of trespassing vehicles. The skimmers flew to the library and back to the landing area. No intervention necessary.
“Do you think Lomit is going to enjoy being a scholarly attraction?” She leaned up and kissed her mate.
“I think he will enjoy it. It was his idea, after all.”
She chuckled and stroked her belly as her child kicked. She really hoped that one of the scholars had some obstetric capabilities. If the baby was to be on scale with his father, this was not going to be a fun delivery, but as she thought about it, she acknowledged that she was probably going to do it again.
Pure-bred Lomit were a thing of the past, but half-breed Lomit would have grace, style and the ability to go anywhere in the universe by virtue of the Terran in the bloodline. It really was the best of both worlds, and all they had to do was find a third one to make it happen.
Author’s Note
I tried to write this one while attending the RAGT 2015 in Cincinnati. That didn’t happen, so after the conference, I locked myself in my room and tried to pull this out of my brain.
Only the readers will know if I was successful.
Thanks for reading,
Viola Grace
http://www.violagrace.com
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.
An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the
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