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Desires and Demons - Six

"Don't you two ever sleep?"

Harper rubbed his eyes with one hand and batted at me with the other as I shook his shoulder to awaken him. He reached out to turn on a lamp, but Tyr stayed his hand.

"Harper, we don't want anyone to know we are here." Harper looks at me as if I am the most stupid person in the universe. "Rommie knows we are here and knows why so she is pretending we don't exist."

Harper's expression changes to skepticism, "Beka, an AI can't pretend."

"She's overlooking an anomaly then." We have no time to debate artificial intelligence protocols. "Harper, we have a problem."

I am out of patience. "Dylan is under the control of a third alien or the entity is biding its time using Dylan's body as a hiding place."

"Son of a bitch" Harper's brain finally reaches slipstream. "That explains a lot. What are we going to do about it?"

It took the entire crew to rid Dylan of his usurper. Rommie provided covert access to his quarters. Trance used those special powers to identify where the inner Dylan ended and the evil one began. Tyr held Dylan down, while I administered the potion Trance had cooked up to eradicate the thing. Harper adjusted his worm hole buster to spread the entity's quarks across three galaxies. Yep, it was a team effort. Now I am ready for a little one on one.

The rift between us may never heal completely. But now that the third alien has been eradicated, Dylan and I have a chance to reach an accommodation. An uneasy truce is better than an all out war when there is a universe to reshape.

I must attend to more pressing matters, by removing my boots and leathers. Beka sees my predicament and rushes to my rescue. I am naked in no time.

"Rommie, privacy mode, please. No one is to disturb us unless the galaxy is about to implode."

We are on V Deck as far away from the day to day routine of the ship as we can get. I have stationed two robotic guards at the door of the detention facility to deter anyone from entering. We arrived separately. Each of us carries a seducer's toolkit.

Beka brought candles and scented massage oils. Her giggling became uncontrollable when she pulled out restraining devices. Between giggles she said that she had forgotten they were there. She had no intention of using them. I am good with gadgets.

At last we are to pick up where we left off. I am hungry, and it isn't for food. Tyr has taken a long-range view of our tryst. He packed caviar, crackers and fruit. There is an expensive bottle of wine. When he brought out the jar of chocolate sauce, I blushed. His idea of dessert has interesting possibilities.

The End

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