Chapter Seven
Kira
I flickedmy gaze to Melody as she came to stand beside me. “Um, Instructor Dahl…”
She used my title since we were in the classroom, but I knew she wanted to say What the fuck, girlfriend? The hot Atlan beast you fucked just came to Zioria and ripped a door off your classroom to get to you.
“If he’s going to make an ass of himself, that’s fine. I’m guessing you’re Instructor Kira Dahl.” Sidekick stepped forward, held out his hand in typical Earth greeting, a handshake. “I’m Denzel. Lieutenant Denzel Washington.”
I looked over his shoulder at Angh, then met Denzel’s silvery gaze.
Melody snickered beside me. “Denzel Washington? Really?”
Denzel’s cyborg eyes shifted to her and I would swear they both stopped breathing. After a long, awkward silence, he grinned. “Only a human would find my name humorous.” While he’d been easy-going before, his entire expression changed. He was completely opposite of Angh. Calm, cool and collected. “Yes, my mother had a crush on the actor and just so happened to have the same last name. I was doomed.”
“Doomed?” Melody asked. “You’re looking pretty good for a doomed man.”
I couldn’t miss the flirting tone from Melody or the look of interest on the lieutenant’s face. Or my cadets. Every cadet in the room was craning to get a better view. And I soooo did not need this kind of gossip flying around the campus. I’d have ten different nicknames by this time tomorrow.
“Class dismissed,” I called. “Be ready for the battle sim after lunch.”
The group didn’t need to be told twice. Their whispers rose to full conversations as they practically ran out the doors, more than likely ready to spread all kinds of stories.
Denzel was staring at Melody and when I turned my head to look at her, she was staring at him. She was beautiful. I had to respect his interest. She was tall and lithe with mahogany hair that fell to her waist and bedroom eyes, dark brown and eating him up like he was her favorite dessert. Neither of them spoke another word.
All righty then.
I moved out of their way and walked over to Angh. It wasn’t as if I could avoid him. I certainly didn’t want to walk out of the room and move any possible scene elsewhere in the building.
“What are you doing here?” I asked. I had to tilt my head back, way back, to look at him. His breathing hadn’t slowed. The lips I’d kissed—a lot—were parted. His cheeks were flushed as if he had a fever, his muscles all but rippling as he eyed me. As if I were prey. This was how he’d looked at me as he’d curled his finger, beckoned me to his side at the fighting pit.
My eagerness for him hadn’t waned. After a night with him, my libido kicked right back into gear and I wanted him, too.
“I’m here for you,” he said, his voice deep. He wasn’t in beast mode, since he said more than one word, but it seemed it lurked right beneath the surface. “You left with no explanation, Kira. Not even a goodbye.”
I nodded, licked my lips and his eyes dropped to my mouth. “I’m sorry. My transport was scheduled first thing and I didn’t want to wake you.” Lame answer, but the truth. When he just stared, not saying a word, I kept babbling. “I figured you were tired after…you know.”
His gaze darkened and I could feel the heat pouring off him like a blast furnace. He was thinking about fucking me now. And I was thinking about his cock, and his mouth, and…everything else.
Great. My cheeks were so hot they were probably the color of maraschino cherries.
“Get out.” He spoke to Denzel and Melody, but his gaze hadn’t left me.
Denzel took Melody by the elbow, escorting her to the doorway with a protective—and possessive—hand at the small of her back. But she twisted in his hold, craning her neck to check on me. “You okay with this, Dahl? I can call security.”
I looked up at Angh, at the anguish I could now see in the lines of strain around his eyes and mouth. He was holding on by a very thin thread. I’d hurt him somehow—I wasn’t quite sure what this was yet—but I knew he wouldn’t harm me. Never. “Go on, Mel.” I looked deeply into Angh’s eyes. “He would never hurt me.”
“Never.” The warlord confirmed. With a shrug, Melody returned her attention to Denzel.
“What is going on?” Melody asked him. “What are you two doing here?”
“Let’s go somewhere quiet so we can talk about that…and other things.”
With every courtesy, Denzel led her to the hallway, lifted the door from the floor and set it back in place the best he could.
We had the illusion of privacy, at least. The display screen windows were still clear, and we were gathering a crowd in the hallway on the other side of the glass.
With a sigh, I moved to the wall control and blackened the screens once more. I had no idea what was about to happen with Angh, but I knew I didn’t need an audience.