Page 32 of Captain's Companion

“I’ll go check,” Plav said. “Get past your primal needs and think about what’s best for her, sir.”

“Come tonight,” Ulrik muttered. “We’ll see how they get along from there.”

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He watched her slip the silk underwear up her legs. “I could’ve ordered dinner,” she said.

“You don’t need to,” he said abruptly stopping. “Do you like to arrange things for gatherings?”

She shrugged not meeting his eyes. She stepped into a long skirt.

“I hate making arrangements,” he watched her slip her bra on covering her breasts. Immediately, he wanted to remove it. “It’s tedious.”

“This is why captains are required to have companions,” Gwyn said.

“But do you like doing it,” he asked. He stopped her from adding the shirt. “If you like doing it, I’ll let you from now on.”

“It’s my job,” she said avoiding his eyes.

“Gwyn,” he said. “No reports are going in. No one will reprimand you. Do you like to do all the … stuff?”

“Yes,” she said. “It’s nice to see it all come together, to make sure the food fits the mood and occasion and so on.”

“I’m sorry,” he said brushing his lips over her forehead. “If I’d known you like to do it, I would have turned it all over to you.”

“You want me naked and alone,” she said shrugging and turning away from him. “I get it. Your sexual needs are important.”

“Not any more important than your needs,” he said letting her put the shirt on. “You’re beautiful. I didn’t think you could get more beautiful than when you’re naked but look at you.”

She stood still, smoothed the skirt over her hips, tugged on the shirt. “I’ve gained two pounds,” she said.

“I hope it’s in your breasts,” Ulrik said. “Or maybe your hips. I love holding your hips to mine.”

“You’re ridiculous,” she said smiling the more he touched her. “I like to make arrangements. They make sense to me and it’s fun.”

“Noted,” he said brushing his lips against hers. “We’ll plan a couple things for the command staff.”

“Have they all met each other,” she asked.

“I’m sure they have,” he frowned when he considered. “I do have several new people.”

“You make me a list and I’ll figure it out,” she said. “Get dressed.”

“I’m wearing my uniform,” he grumbled.

“I picked out clothes for you,” she said softly looking towards their bed.

“You did,” he said. “I’ve told you.”

“I want to see you in them,” she said standing her ground. “You’re either naked, which I like very much because then I can boss around little Ulrik. Or you’re wearing your uniform. It will be nice to see you in something else.”

“Help me dress,” he asked hopeful.

“No, because you will forget we have others coming,” she said. “Put those clothes on and then we have to do something about the lounge.”

“Why,” he said dragging his clothes off his body. He walked them to the hamper. He knew she liked things tidy and would pick up after him if he dropped them on the floor.

“It’s boring,” she said. “I thought we could rearrange a little so we could sit more comfortably.”

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