Finally, we stopped in front of a sliding door in a corridor I didn’t recognize.
“These are your quarters.” He helped me program the door panel to my DNA, then quickly left.
I stepped inside the room, shrugging half-heartedly. “I sure as hell hope they warm up to me or this isn’t going to be a fun journey.”
If it were only up to me, I would stay on the Chetok, but that was up to Captain Krin.
He had served as my guard at the palace, even though he was a Commander at the time. The guy was both humble and easy on the eyes. Not to mention, he made me feel really safe.
I hoped he would allow me to stay. That was, when I finally got to speak to him.
My mind was consumed by thoughts of the attractive warrior while I was at the palace. I never considered myself someone who needed physical affection, but meeting Krin changed that.
I longed to be wrapped in his arms like Trex did with Grace. Witnessing Trex’s love for my friend made me wish for something similar. It soon became clear I had serious feelings for the sexy warrior.
This wasn’t just a teenage crush.
Each glimpse of Krin ignited a spark within me, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The question was, did he sense anything between us, the same way I did?
Whenever I looked at Krin, he seemed to avoid meeting my eyes, as if he couldn’t bear to look at me for too long. I initially sensed a potential mutual attraction, but he seemed to shy away from it.
There was something about him that drew my thoughts to places they hadn’t ventured in a very long time.
Like being in an actual long term relationship.
I frowned.What is wrong with me?
I wasn’t the type to chase after people or become consumed by thoughts of them.
In fact, it was the opposite of how I’d behaved back on Luna base.
There, the men weren’t worth my time or trouble.
Since women outnumbered men on Earth and the Moon, guys insisted on keeping their options open. Falling in love was considered a foolish pursuit.
Not that I was in love with Krin, of course.
Yet there was an undeniable longing to be close to Krin. It was so strong; it sparked like an internal blaze, carnal and untamed.
My hands were balled up by my hips. Damn, I really wanted him naked in my bed.
There was no other way to say it.
I craved him desperately.
Krin’s biceps tattoos, what Alarans called mating marks, shimmered with hues of red and navy-blue when he was near me.
Yet Krin refused to acknowledge it.
I shrugged. Who knows, I might have imagined them getting darker and changing color around me. Wishful thinking and all.
Chuckling to myself, I wondered if I’d read one too many alien romance books.
Back on Luna, I spent far too much of my free time reading them. In fact, I focused more on alien romance books than human men.
Men had not been on my radar and hadn’t been for a couple of years.
Perhaps that was my problem now. I had nothing to distract me from my thoughts, or to put it more bluntly, my urges. Like my urge to grab hold of Krin and kiss him while he ripped off my clothes. I sighed, giving my head a shake.
