Angela Verdenius
Amirov.”
    “Then tell me what’s wrong.  You look so sad.”  Sliding his hand through her hair, he tucked an errant curl behind one small ear.  “Don’t be sad.  Was it something I did?”  He studied her face.  “I thought…  Forgive me if I’m mistaken, but you enjoyed our encounter as much as I did.”
    “I did.”  Pink flushed her cheeks. 
    “Then tell me what’s wrong.”
    “I’m afraid of what you’ll do to me.”
    “Do to you?”  Framing her cheek with his hand, he gently brushed his thumb across her bottom lip.
    “You don’t like me, Amirov.  You’d let them wipe my memories.  You held me down.”  Unexpectedly, tears sparkled in her eyes.  “Why are you here?  Is this another experiment?”
    Her words cut him to the bone.  “You honestly think I don’t like you?”
    “Why are you here?” she repeated.
    His ardour had cooled enough to allow him to think clearly.  He debated what to say, not familiar enough with his feelings even though the sudden heat and passion now seemed so…normal.  Looking at her, he could say only the truth.  “Molly, I’ve never felt anything like the feelings you stir in me.  You bring out desires that I don’t recognize.”
    “You’ve been with a woman before.”
    “For equal satisfaction, but Molly, you make me burn.”  Just the words had the fire stoking inside him, and he started to lower his head again.
    Her fingertips came between their mouths.  “Amirov-”
    “Alsandair.  When we’re alone, it’s Alsandair.”
    She repeated softly, “You don’t like me.”
    “That’s where you’re wrong.  I do like you.  Maybe I don’t show it the way you think I should, but I admire your spirit even if at times I don’t understand what drives you.”  He flicked the tip of his tongue against her fingers, watched her pupils dilate, heard her breath catch.
    “Is this another experiment?” She asked breathlessly. 
    “No.  Never.”
    “This isn’t like you, Amirov – Alsandair.”  Her expression was uncertain.
    “Since you’ve come into my life, Molly, I find I’m thinking and feeling a lot of things that aren’t like me.”  His gaze flicked down her naked body and back up to meet her eyes.  “I would never come to a woman this way.  I would never seek to seduce her.”
    “So why now?”
    “You doubt me?”
    For the first time since he’d known her, she looked lost.  “I don’t know you any other way.  One minute you act like you don’t like me, the next you seem so nice, then you betray me, and now…now…  I don’t know exactly what you’re up to, Am – Alsandair.”
    Several seconds passed as he gazed into her eyes.  In the blue depths he saw loneliness, sadness, confusion and yes, a little flare of desire.
    How could he explain what he himself didn’t really understand?  Should he even try?
    With a sigh, she turned and slid out of the bed.
    “Molly-”
    “When you figure out what you are, who you are, and what you expect from me, then come and see me, Alsandair.  Until then…”  She turned in the bathroom doorway to look sadly at him.  “Until then, I don’t know what to think or who to trust.” The door slid closed behind her.
    That last statement cut him to the bone.  She didn’t know if she could trust him?  He was about to go after her when commonsense prevailed.  He didn’t have all the answers and until he did, he couldn’t tell her what was happening to him and his see-sawing emotions.
    All he knew was that Molly was his and no one else’s.
    Standing up, he dressed quickly and went in search of the one person who might be able to give him answers.
    ~*~
    Narc Section Five
    Deep Space
    Repulsaen Space Ship
     
    Regor looked at Rainus.  “You are ssssure thisss isss the only way?”
    “If we can’t get in, then yesss.”
    “It isss sssomething that will draw attention to usss.”
    “Better attention than death.”  Rainus’s eyes glittered. 
    “We could die while

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