"I think you’ve got that all wrong; a whore is someone who keeps pushing herself on someone who doesn't want her." Instead of my fists, I used words. I supposed there was a first for everything, and honestly, Josie's paling face was rewarding in its own right.
Josie hissed while Alice buried her head against my chest, shaking it. I readjusted my arm around her and carried her through the now-parting crowd to my quarters.
The moment I sat her down and the door closed, she whirled on me with blazing eyes. "Just to be clear, I'm not having sex with you."
That hadn't been my intention when I chased after her. All I had wanted was a reprieve from Josie and other females like her, hoping they would back off once they realized I’d made my choice. But after my body's unexpected response to a single kiss, I realized that instead of gaining peace for myself, I had just made the situation overwhelmingly worse. I had no idea what to do with the emotions and sensations warring inside my body, heart, and mind. Most of all, her words hurt me. Had she not just experienced the same wonder I had?
"No worries, this is strictly for show, so theseskrevas—vipers—will leave me alone."
"Good," Alice nodded, crossing her arms over her chest, but not before I noticed her pebbled nipples. Hah, so she wasn't quite as immune to me as she liked to pretend to be. Now, that boosted my battered ego some.
"Okay, so what are the rules?" she wanted to know.
"Rules?"
"Yeah, rules. We're going to spend two days and two nights in here, right?" She waited for my nod. "I only see one bed."
"I'mnotgiving upmybed!" I blustered.
"Didn't think you would. No worries, I'll take that beanbag chair; that looks comfy enough."
What did she mean bydidn't think you would?Did she mean she acknowledged it wasmine, or… was I supposed to let her have the more comfortable sleeping spot? I had been on my own for nearly thirty years. How was one supposed to act around other people?
"Next rule: you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend when we're outside this room, right?" She continued; meanwhile, I hadn't even caught up with her first point yet.Girlfriend?
"It's only a couple of days. As long as they know you're here, we shouldn't have to make a public appearance together. And I'll take the chair." I would? When did I decide to sleep on the chair?
"It's no biggie, really," she said, confusing me about what we were talking about now: the chair or public appearances… wait, that would mean I could kiss her again…
"We should probably go out and eat together," I suggested, congratulating myself that my brain finally seemed to be functioning again.
"Okay. So, holding hands and stuff?"
"And stuff." I nodded vigorously, too vigorously, probably, because she narrowed her eyes at me.
"No funny stuff."
"Sure," I agreed, having no idea what she meant. But the prospect of holding her hand and kissing her appealed to me. She was like a Black Abyss, drawing me in with her pull, making me curious to find out what was on the other side.
"You're sure about the bed?" she asked while simultaneously throwing herself onto it. The moment she landed, she groaned. "Oh my God, this is heaven!"
I couldn't tear my gaze from her face. Her eyes were alight with happiness as she rolled on my bed, quietly moaning. My cock, which had already been erect from our kiss, hardened even more at her sight. Made worse by the tiny sounds she was making. I rubbed my face. This had been a bad idea. A very bad idea.
ALICE
SeeingJosie's annoyed face made up for the quiet whispering around us and the glares directed at me when Xyrek and I made our way to the nutrition station. True to our agreement, he was holding my hand. And damn, it felt good.
Not as good as the kiss… nope, I had sworn to myself I would not think about that kiss again. Not ever. Because… fuck!Thatkiss!
I grinned to myself when Josie entered Xyrek's quarters the moment I left. Contrary to Josie, everybody aboard the ship knew that Xyrek wasn't interested in her. He surprised me when he came after me, and I won't lie, he surprised me even more with his question, but the moment I saidanything, I had an idea of what he was asking. I would like to say I knew he was going to ask me to be his fake girlfriend, but I didn't. At that moment, I was just weak. Trying to move through the dense throng of people grated on me. I hated crowds. I hated confined spaces, and I meant it when Xyrek asked me what I was willing to do.Anything. I would have done anything for some space. For some quiet. At least until we returned to his quarters, that's when I realized that I wasn't willing to dothat. No matter how much his kiss had aroused me. I crossed my arms to hide my puckered nipples because, damn! That kiss had been beyond hot. He had literally swept me off my feet. Not only that, but when he held me, I had gotten a feel of his immense muscles, and boy, had that been a turn-on.
Not in a million years would I have assumed he would truly let me have the bed, but after our little conversation, he made himself comfy in the bean bag chair while I luxuriated in lying on a mattress for the first time in months. Had he not kissed me just before, I would have said the experience was orgasmic, but he had turned my body into a yearning mess that craved an orgasm with every fiber, so no, it wasn't quite as orgasmic as it could have been.
He excused himself not long after and went into the bathroom for what seemed a long time. Had it not been him, I would have suspected he wastaking care of businessin there, but this was Xyrek, an arrogant asshole who wasn't fazed by anything.
I must have fallen asleep while he was still in the bathroom because when I woke later, the lights were already dimming, and my stomach was grumbling.
So now here we were, weaving our way through people who were trying to find a spot for the night. A small rush of guilt moved through me that I would be spending the night in a bed while the others… that was as far as my regret went because I wasn't about to give up my good fortune.
