Page 2 of Prospecting

Cade thought his cock might explode in his pants. “I’ll take her,” he said. “What do I have to do? Do we meet?”

“She’s in our warehouse,” Benton said. “I’ll call her up.”

Cade sat down while Benton shuffled more paperwork. He kept his breathing slow and easy while he wanted to grab the girl and slide his needy cock in her hot channel. He told himself to remember she wasn’t a bot.

“You sent for me,” Sheridan said her voice low and sexy.

“Come in,” Benton said licking his lips. He hoped the man wanted a test run. He could watch on the monitor.

“I’m not…” Sheridan said but stopped when she saw Cade.

“You have a potential,” Benton said. “It’s a five-year contract which will qualify you for the bonus you asked about.”

“If I take the position, will you transfer the credits today,” Sheridan asked.

“Yes,” Benton said. “If he accepts you.”

“I accept,” Sheridan said.

“How soon can you be ready to go,” Cade asked eager to be alone with her.

“My stuff’s in my duff,” Sheridan said. “Can I get confirmation of the transfer?” Her distrust apparent.

“Collect your duff,” Benton said. “You’ll have to sign. I’ll get you the confirmation.”

“Do you want help,” Cade asked not wanting to let her out of his sight.

“No,” she said.

Chapter 2

“I’ve got one more delivery to receive,” Cade said as they boarded his prospector ship. The top of the ship housed the pilot area and living quarters. The bottom housed the storage area for samples, probes, and other equipment. “It will be here in a little while. I’ll show you where you can put your stuff,” he said.

“Don’t you want to you know… have sex,” Sheridan said nervous.

“Have you had sex before,” he asked, suspicious of what Benton told him.

“Yes,” Sheridan said. He didn’t need to know it was only once. He walked her to the sleeping area. At the back of the pilot area, a corner of the room converted into a bed or table depending on what was needed. Behind that area, there were storage cubbies.

“You can put your stuff in this one,” Cade said, brushing back his dark hair.

“Thanks,” she said. A man called from outside the hatch.

“My delivery,” Cade said.

“Can I use the com before we leave,” Sheridan asked.

“Yeah, use the co-pilot’s console,” Cade said as he strode away.

Dropping her bag, she walked to the console. She looked at all the instruments, found the com and connected. “Hey, mom, dad,” she said. “Do you have them?”

“Yes,” her mother said. The screen tilted and in the back of the transport, a woman looking a lot like Sheridan waved and held up her baby.

“You’ve got a receipt,” Sheridan asked.

“It’s all legal,” her father appeared on the screen. “The sale was registered. They can’t come after her again.”

“Will you be all right,” her mother asked.

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