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dent in the portions as well.
    When she could eat
no more, Faye leaned back against him with a sigh of contentment.
    “Did you have
enough?” he asked.
    “Absolutely.”
    “Good. We should
talk about our union.”
    Since Faye agreed,
she peeked over her shoulder and spoke. “I think that’s a good idea to get to
know each other better. What do you want to talk about?”
    “First, I would
apologize for last night. If my men had known your reaction to soku, they would
not have given it to you.”
    Faye waved her
hand. “Live and learn.”
    Torkel tucked her
hair behind her ear. “You have a generous heart, Faye. Some women would not be
so forgiving. If you’re up to it, Jaron would like to apologize also.”
    “It’s really not a
big deal, Torkel.” And Faye preferred to forget her embarrassing performance.
    “Your things
arrived last night and I placed your clothing in the drawers and closet with
mine. If you need space or would like to purchase additional items, I can make
funds available.”
    Faye thought of the
twenty thousand she now had in her account. Hopefully she wouldn’t need his
money. “I’m fine unless there’s a dress code I don’t know about.”
    Faye thought of
the ugly clothing she’d been given for the choosing and hoped it wasn’t the
norm.
    “I will set you up
with access to my communicator. It has video logs and you can view anything of
interest to you.”
    “That sounds
reasonable.”
    Torkel lifted the
tray and moved it to the side. His hands curled around her middle and he hugged
her close. His head lowered to whisper in her ear. “I have longed for a Chosen
for the last seven years. You can not know the joy in my heart to have you
here. If I do something you disagree with, be honest and tell me.”
    Faye tensed but he
continued in that deeply graveled voice. “I value honesty and integrity the
most. My job is a dangerous one where I see the worst atrocities committed by
people. It will be a relief to come home to your goodness, Faye.”
    ***
    Torkel had feared
his Chosen would wish to leave him after their night together when she leaped
from the bed despite her promise. When her face paled, he’d made the connection
and got her to the cleansing room in time. Her color looked better now and
she’d eaten everything he provided on the breakfast tray. It pleased Torkel to
see the healthy appetite she exhibited.
    Faye’s rounded
hips and sloped curves tempted him. He didn’t want her to lose them. Holding
her in his arms and absorbing her warmth filled him with peace. He meant it
when he said his job sent him into deadly situations which left him disgusted
and angered. She could erase those thoughts for him so easily.
    “What kind of job
do you have?”
    Torkel shifted her
plump weight and ran his hands down the outside of her arms, enjoying the feel
of her smooth skin as she shivered. She was not immune to him. “I’m a Jutak
warrior,” he stated proudly. “The government sends us to quell uprisings,
retrieve information or perform rescues of prominent officials. We’re also sent
off world to battle the continued rise of slavery in the Catlon zone.”
    “Slavery,” she
gasped.
    “The slave trade
has always been a problem in the more rural sectors. Jutak teams are sent to
areas within easy reach of where they’re stationed.”
    Faye pushed away
and turned completely to face him. She folded her legs to the side of her and propped
her elbows on her knees. “A Jutak warrior sounds like Navy SEALs or Marines
from Earth. Except they don’t travel to other planets.”
    “They’re elite
fighters?” Torkel wondered, missing her in his arms.
    “Yes.”
    Torkel reached out
and smoothed the loose hair back from her face. It gave him an excuse to touch
her. “Then this is the same. What role did you leave behind on your world?” He
hardly knew anything about humans from Earth other than rumors.
    “I worked with an
internet and wi-fi company in a contractual