Chapter Fourteen
Jazin’s eyes slowly opened. His brain was clear of the confusing rush of thoughts, images, and uncontrollable urges. His body was in a state of utter contentment. He let his eyes roam the small room. He recognized the room in the starship immediately as the one he and Jarmen had worked on modifying. A frown creased his brow as he tried to remember how he ended up on it.
His last cognitive memory was of Star holding him as he slid to the floor of his prison cell. He turned his head as a soft sigh sounded in his ear. Star’s hair was everywhere. It was flowing over his chest, across his shoulder and covered half of her face. His arm tightened around the warm body pressed against him. His frown turned into a groan as he remembered Dakar saying he was going to attach a Fast P
