“Oh, right.” She nodded grudgingly. “Of course—make yourself at home. James should be here any minute. He—”
A buzzing from the small communications device she carried everywhere with her interrupted her words.
“Excuse me.” She reached in her pocket.
“You get that. I’m going out to get my cube,” Vorn told her.
He went out to the vehicle and grabbed his cube (as well as a breath of fresh air—the warm scent of Jodi’s pussy was making it damn hard to think straight)—and reluctantly went back inside.
When he stepped into the living area, he noticed that Jodi was wearing a dissatisfied frown on her face.
“Problems?” he asked neutrally.
“No. It’s just that James can’t make it home tonight.”
“He can’t?” Vorn’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “So he’s going to leave his female alone with another male all night? I mean, not that I’m a threat but if it was me—”
“James isn’t the jealous type,” Jodi snapped, clearly irritated. “He’s working late at his lab and he’s decided he’d rather spend the night at his other house—it’s on Bayshore. He likes the bed better there—says he sleeps better.” She shrugged. “So he won’t be joining us for supper. I was just going to get take-out, anyway.”
“Whatever it is, I’ll pay for it,” Vorn offered. But inside he still couldn’t believe it.
What kind of a male would leave his female alone in their domicile with a strange male present? Vorn was an honorable male—sworn to protect females and never hurt them—but James didn’t know that. For all he knew, Vorn might be out to make a move on his female, but he didn’t even care enough to come home and sleep in the same bed with her. What was wrong with him?
It was un-fucking-believable, at least as far as Vorn was concerned. He wished he could get hold of this James and tell him his female was suffering and needed to be serviced. But of course he couldn’t do that. And clearly Jodi didn’t want to say anything else about it.
“I’ll call in some Chinese food,” she said shortly. “If you want to pay, you can, since you’re staying in my apartment.”
“Fine,” he said. “Just give me a call when you’re ready for the payment. I’m going to unpack.”
He left her looking at a paper menu and punching numbers into her phone and went back to the room which was permeated with her scent. He was going to have to live in here and smell her hot pussy every night while he slept and try to ignore it.
His shaft snarled in his tight leather trousers and Vorn sighed.
Gods, this was going to be a long, long mission, no matter when it ended.
Eight
“So my dorm is kind of messy, I’m afraid,” Melli said apologetically as Liosh carried her through the halls.
Everywhere students were laughing or talking or studying with headphones on. They got a few strange looks but nobody stopped them to ask who Liosh was—students were used to the hook-up culture where anyone might have anyone else over at almost any time of the night or day for a little action. Nobody minded except the elderly security guards who occasionally tried and failed to keep order. USF wasn’t exactly considered a party school…but it wasn’t all academics all the time either.
Melli liked that it was somewhere in the middle—not that she was a big party person herself but she would occasionally go out if a friend invited her. Right now, though, she was wondering if she could get things cleaned up in any way before Liosh saw them.
The moment he put her carefully down—with her weight resting on her good leg—she began unlocking the door and talking at the same time.
“Maybe you should go back and get the rest of that food and bring it up,” she said. “I mean, you wouldn’t want it to go bad and stink up your space car.”
Liosh smiled that dazzling, sunny smile she was beginning to like so much. It showed his fangs but she found she didn’t even mind.
“I’ll get you settled first. Then I can go back for it,” he told her.
“Better not,” Melli said earnestly. “The Florida sun can make things go bad fast. One time Jodi and I forgot a dozen eggs in the car and when we came back for them, half of them were practically hard-boiled. And I know another girl who used to put a piece of aluminum foil on her dashboard with blobs of cookie dough on it so she could have fresh chocolate chip cookies when she came back from her afternoon classes. The sun was so hot it baked them.”
Liosh frowned.
“The temperatures here on your part of Earth are certainly much hotter than what I’m used to back on Tranq Prime. But I hate to leave you without getting you to a safe spot.”