Page 31 of Enzo

"Thanks," she threw him a smile and a wave.

"Deja."

She turned around to look at him.

"Do you like working here?"

She had a feeling he wanted to ask her a different question, but she would wait until he was ready to ask.

"I do. I'm surprised just how much I like it, considering what I did before."

"Good to know. You have a nice night."

She walked out to find Enzo and Ven sitting on the top step waiting for her.

"How was your day?" Ven asked as he stood.

"It was good. Did either of you happen to notice there were more males in there tonight?"

"I noticed," Enzo said, taking her hand as they walked down the stairs.

"That's good, right?"

"It could go either way; we have to wait and see."

She nodded, looking up at the stars. "How come the sky is so clear here?"

"We keep the lights at a minimum. It allows us to see what's happening up there."

"Do you stargaze hoping to see a ship coming for you?" What would it be like to look up in the sky and see a huge spaceship come to rescue them?

"No," Ven said. "We stargaze hoping the sky will always be clear and bright."

They walked back to the apartment in silence. Enzo walked them up the stairs and watched as she opened the door.

"I'll see you in the morning." His lips smiled as he turned around.

"Enzo," her soft voice reached out to caress his ears.

He looked back to see her outstretched hand.

"Spend the night."

"I claim the bathroom first." Ven's voice startled them both before he disappeared into the apartment.

Enzo reached out and took her hand once again, feeling amazed that she could be this soft.

"I want you, Deja." She should know that he wanted her even more than earlier.

"Come take me." He followed her through the doorway and into her room.

He looked around the room. This is where he wanted to be, with Deja.

"Would you take your clothes off?" She didn't get a chance to see him earlier, and now she wanted to see all of him.

He was wearing a white button-down shirt. Taking his time, he undid each button before dropping the shirt on the floor. His body was muscled with a slightly gray cast to it. He didn't have a brown or golden look to him. He was slightly gray through the torso but not enough to turn her off. She wanted to touch him to see how his skin felt under her hands and to get closer to him. He was covered in a pattern that had to be alien; it spread over him, enticing her even more.

She licked her lips as she looked at the muscles in his arms and chest. Her eyes lowered to his belly, and she moaned. His body was thick with muscles, and she wanted to touch.

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