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As it turned out, she had time to grab a shower and change of clothes before they left Fenriis’ quarters.
“I’m guessing you have no women at all on the ship, then?”
She tugged at the rolled up cuff of the ship-suit he’d laid out on the bed for her as she joined him in the corridor outside. For all his bluster and the reputation of his species, she was quickly realizing that when he said he would give her time, he’d meant it. There was no perving on her in the shower as she had him, and he’d made sure she had privacy to get changed in.
“What makes you say that?” He arched his eyebrow as he offered her his arm.
She had to admit, out of the combat armor and in what seemed to pass for a uniform among the Latharian warriors, he was panty-wettingly gorgeous. She hadn’t paid much attention
