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"I am of Etlon. You have healed. I will see you returned as soon as possible.”
Devin turned on his heel and exited the med bay. He needed his brain cells to fire on all cylinders again and for that, he needed fresh air and time away from the Terran.
"Well, nice to meet you, Of Etlon," Val called out as he left.
Once outside, Devin saw Zenik lounging against the transport craft, obviously not in any hurry to finish his duties. That was perfect. He would do it for him. That would give him plenty of time, away from Val, to get his head screwed back on straight.
Zenik did not let his surprise show on his skin when Devin strolled up the hatch ramp and into the transport, shutting it behind him. A moment later, Devin was a mile high, trying to ignore her scent that still lingered in the air.
Chapter 9
Val
When Val woke up, she was pleasantly surprised by the fact that her face was back to normal again. Her stomach too, judging by the rumblings of hunger that were getting hard to ignore. The large green alien by her bedside was even harder to ignore, especially when he was staring down at her with such an intense glare.
At first, Val had been sure that he was some sort of day dream that her whacked-out brain had conjured. She was going to meet her husband, after all, and that guy fit all the dream qualities. He was a light mottled green that seemed to flicker over his skin.
She wanted to stroke the bald head but that would require sitting up. No, instead she traced one of those black spirally tattoos on his perfectly sculpted abs. And then he growled at her. He actually growled.
Sitting up, she could see how tall he was with muscular shoulders and large hands that were crossed over his chest. What did they say about the size of a man's hands and did that apply to aliens as well? If she was going from prison life with afew quiet orgasms hidden under the sheets to that hot monster, she was all for it.
And then he dropped the bomb.
"I am Ofetlon. You have healed. I will see you returned as soon as possible," he said.
When he turned and left, she thought he was going to come back. She waited for five minutes, before realizing he had no intention of coming back and having a discussion with her. Apparently, she was not Ofetlon's problem.
"Great," she said to herself, not knowing whether she should continue waiting or look around.
She stepped out of the cube of a doctor's office and nearly ran into a tall woman with a dark pixie cut, who wore her pregnancy like a badge of honor. The woman shoveled an armful of clothes into Val's embrace and then grabbed her chin to inspect her face.
"Lookin' good. No matter how many times I see it work, I'm always impressed by alien med tech. You hungry? I'm Jane."
"Val."
"I figured you needed some clothes. I grabbed some of my stuff for now. I think that tank should work, even though you're a lot bustier than I am. And those shorts are stretchy, because I think you've also got more junk in the trunk. And around here, that is not a bad thing. The boys love it, though Devin probably won't admit it."
"Who's Devin?"
"Mr. Tall Green and Grumpy?"
"He said his name was Ofetlon."
Jane laughed and rolled her eyes. "His name's Devin. He's from Etlon, the planet. Or at least half of him is. All the Mahdfel around here are Etlonian. Big, bald and green. Mine is the pilot that brought us here. I don't suppose you were awake for that.”
Val started peeling off her clothes that stank of vomit and someone else's sweat.
"Oh, I know,” Jane said, wiggling her eyebrows. “You want a real shower? With water?"
Val froze. This place just got better and better. Most places had replaced water showers with the cheaper, more energy efficient sonic showers that just sort of buzzed you clean in a few seconds. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d actually used water.
"Who would I have to murder?" Val asked.
"Come on." Jane grabbed the gray sweatshirt like it was diseased and held it out at arm's length. "You're fine in your bra. Half the women around here wander around in bikinis all day anyway."
Val followed Jane out the door and two square boxes down to a unit that she just strode into. There was another tall green alien waiting there. Jane winked at him.
"Make yourself scarce for an hour, would you?" she asked.
