headaches.”
“Another one?’ He ran a hand scanner over her.
“I get them when the device is removed. I’m hoping you might have something to get rid of it?” She ran her fingers through her hair. She kept it short because of military protocol. The moment it touched her collar she would set the computer to shorten it. Would this be something else she’d have to change?
“Let’s try this.” He pressed a small hypo against her neck.
She felt relief instantly. “Thank you.”
“Please let us know if you continue to have these headaches.”
“I will.” She gave him a smile. “It’s normal for me so there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
The doctor didn’t look convinced but nodded.
She left the room and headed to the kitchen. Going back to her room was out of the question, she didn’t have one anymore and going to Storm’s room alone just didn’t feel right. Heather refused to wander the halls. She knew Storm would come looking for her sooner or later. Besides, a cup of coffee would help steady her nerves and give her a chance to try to keep her thoughts from wandering. Why was she worried about her hair anyway?
It was all his fault. Being around him made her lose all concentration.
If she wanted to be evil she could try to hide from him, but he seemed to know where she was and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to push him that hard yet. How would he punish her if she did?
“Wandering the halls?”
His deep voice flowed over her like honey.
“Thought you were talking to your sister.”
“She annoys me.”
Heather couldn’t help but grin. “Really? I thought nothing got to you.”
“You do.” He pulled her into his embrace. “I find I don’t want to be without you for too long.”
“I still think there was something in that wine.” He wrapped his arm around her. “Promise. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I did have it checked.”
“Dinner is ready.” One of the servants stepped up to them.
“Hungry?”
Not really, but if they had a lot of schedule working to do she probably should. “What is on the agenda for this evening?” His gaze started at the top of her head and worked its way down to her feet before he looked her in the eyes. That heart melting smile spread across his face. “You need to eat.”
****
She sat amongst her items, trying to figure out where her medals were.
Ignoring him was hard, but she needed to be sure she was dressed properly and his staring at her the whole time just made matters worse. Plus Storm seemed to be cross with her because she was taking so long.
“Are you done, yet?” He had his arms crossed over his chest as he stood over her.
“And tomorrow you won’t be the same way?” She grinned when she found the velvet box she had been looking for. She handed the box to him as he helped her to her feet. “You’re sure your people know how to do this?”
“They will not ruin your uniform. Promise.” He opened the door for one of the servants to enter.
She nodded as she placed her uniform into their arms. They gave her a slight bow before exiting the room.
“Why don’t you try on the dress? Just in case it needs to be altered.” He pointed to the gown lying on the bed.
“You’re right.” She picked up the dress and started toward the bathroom.
“Where are you going?”
“To change?” She wasn’t quite sure she understood his question.
“Change here.” He gestured about the room.
“Right.” She gave him a disbelieving look. “I’ll never get the dress on.”
“I’ll be on my best behavior.”
She looked at him. Was this his way to show she should trust him? If she were to continue to the bathroom could she hurt the budding relationship they were building? Her modesty was ingrained but the man had been intimate with her twice now. Was there a need for it? “And are you going to keep your hands to yourself?”
“I’ll be on my best behavior.” He didn’t promise her a thing, but gave her that bone
“Another one?’ He ran a hand scanner over her.
“I get them when the device is removed. I’m hoping you might have something to get rid of it?” She ran her fingers through her hair. She kept it short because of military protocol. The moment it touched her collar she would set the computer to shorten it. Would this be something else she’d have to change?
“Let’s try this.” He pressed a small hypo against her neck.
She felt relief instantly. “Thank you.”
“Please let us know if you continue to have these headaches.”
“I will.” She gave him a smile. “It’s normal for me so there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
The doctor didn’t look convinced but nodded.
She left the room and headed to the kitchen. Going back to her room was out of the question, she didn’t have one anymore and going to Storm’s room alone just didn’t feel right. Heather refused to wander the halls. She knew Storm would come looking for her sooner or later. Besides, a cup of coffee would help steady her nerves and give her a chance to try to keep her thoughts from wandering. Why was she worried about her hair anyway?
It was all his fault. Being around him made her lose all concentration.
If she wanted to be evil she could try to hide from him, but he seemed to know where she was and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to push him that hard yet. How would he punish her if she did?
“Wandering the halls?”
His deep voice flowed over her like honey.
“Thought you were talking to your sister.”
“She annoys me.”
Heather couldn’t help but grin. “Really? I thought nothing got to you.”
“You do.” He pulled her into his embrace. “I find I don’t want to be without you for too long.”
“I still think there was something in that wine.” He wrapped his arm around her. “Promise. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I did have it checked.”
“Dinner is ready.” One of the servants stepped up to them.
“Hungry?”
Not really, but if they had a lot of schedule working to do she probably should. “What is on the agenda for this evening?” His gaze started at the top of her head and worked its way down to her feet before he looked her in the eyes. That heart melting smile spread across his face. “You need to eat.”
****
She sat amongst her items, trying to figure out where her medals were.
Ignoring him was hard, but she needed to be sure she was dressed properly and his staring at her the whole time just made matters worse. Plus Storm seemed to be cross with her because she was taking so long.
“Are you done, yet?” He had his arms crossed over his chest as he stood over her.
“And tomorrow you won’t be the same way?” She grinned when she found the velvet box she had been looking for. She handed the box to him as he helped her to her feet. “You’re sure your people know how to do this?”
“They will not ruin your uniform. Promise.” He opened the door for one of the servants to enter.
She nodded as she placed her uniform into their arms. They gave her a slight bow before exiting the room.
“Why don’t you try on the dress? Just in case it needs to be altered.” He pointed to the gown lying on the bed.
“You’re right.” She picked up the dress and started toward the bathroom.
“Where are you going?”
“To change?” She wasn’t quite sure she understood his question.
“Change here.” He gestured about the room.
“Right.” She gave him a disbelieving look. “I’ll never get the dress on.”
“I’ll be on my best behavior.”
She looked at him. Was this his way to show she should trust him? If she were to continue to the bathroom could she hurt the budding relationship they were building? Her modesty was ingrained but the man had been intimate with her twice now. Was there a need for it? “And are you going to keep your hands to yourself?”
“I’ll be on my best behavior.” He didn’t promise her a thing, but gave her that bone
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