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role.”
    Torkel took a wild
guess. “Computers and communicators?”
    “In a nutshell.”
    He frowned at the
odd phrasing. “Nutshell?”
    Faye shook her
hair over her shoulder and the feminine gesture entranced Torkel. She must have
noted his confusion. “It means in basic terms.”
    Which brought
Torkel to the next order of business. He rose to his feet and helped her up.
“If possible, I will see if there is a similar job on Enotia that will fulfill
you if you have the need to stay occupied.”
    Torkel hadn’t
expected to make the offer but the words came naturally and her excitement made
it worth it.
    “I’d love that.
I’m not used to being idle. ”
    Faye bent to
retrieve the tray but he caught her hand in his instead. “Later. I’d like to
take you to Dr. Maku this morning.”
    “I’m fine.” She
showed him her arm. Last night he’d had to roll the sleeves of his shirt almost
to her elbows but she’d been insistent on wearing it. It looked cute on her. “The
medical technology here is amazing.”
    No bruises marred
her pink and gold skin. Torkel ran a blunt fingertip down her arm and paused at
her elbow when the flesh pebbled. “Axan was wrong to touch you in violence. He
shamed his father, Naine, and will pay a hefty fine.”
    Though, Torkel
would have loved to have taught the man a lesson with his fists.
    “No doctor needed,
right?”
    She looked
anxious.  Torkel reminded himself of his purpose. “We’re not seeing him for
your injury. You need to receive the language transplant. It should have been
done last night but considering your condition it wasn’t wise.”
    Faye placed her
palm over her face and moaned. “I’m never living that down am I?”
    Torkel entwined
his fingers with hers for the sheer pleasure of touching her. He tugged and led
her back inside. His shirt fluttered around her thighs and Torkel’s arousal
returned. He thought he’d satisfied himself with her last night but his desire
left him slowing down to eye her shapely rear.
    When they reached
the bedroom, he spun her in his arms and pulled her flush with his bare chest.
“No one will make fun of you.”
    She struggled
briefly before placing her hands on his shoulders. “I feel like there’s so much
for me to learn.”
    “I will help you,
Chosen.” Torkel vowed to do anything to keep her happy. If anyone upset her
they’d meet Jutak justice.

Chapter 8
    Dr. Maku spoke little
during the procedure to implant her with a language translator. Faye had
initially been leery of having a device surgically placed into her ear canals
where an electronic transmitter would connect to her brain. His demonstration
on the computer monitor hadn’t helped much but Faye gave in when he threatened
to sedate her.
    “All done. You
should understand everything someone says no matter the language.”
    “Just like that?”
She couldn’t help if her tone carried doubt.
    He raised a blond
brow. “Do you understand me?”
    “Of course.”
    “Then it worked.” Dr.
Maku rolled his eyes and started to arrange all of his equipment back in the
case on a rolling cart.
    Faye supposed even
aliens could be sarcastic. Torkel had escorted her to another floor in the
building where he resided and left her with the doctor in a health clinic of
some sort. After a threatening glare from the doctor, he promised to wait for
her right outside.
    Her gaze bounced
around the sterile room. Most of the equipment looked odd and she recognized
none of it. Then again she wasn’t a medical expert. In addition to the bed she
sat on, there were two other narrow bunks. An assistant worked on a computer
screen behind an enclosed glass wall but paid them no attention.
    “Do you need
anything else from me?” Faye eased off the table and got to her feet. Her
tennis made squeaking sounds as she followed him back to the front of his
clinic. She’d changed into jeans and a long-sleeved cotton pullover though she
planned to keep Torkel’s shirt for sleeping unless