The repairs to Andromeda were complete. Only a week had passed since they had landed on Conionis and signed another planet onto the Commonwealth. The corridors seemed strangely silent now that the hoards of engineers had departed. A top – notch cleaning company had even been through the ship for free. Apparently it was good advertising, and the ship smelled piney fresh.

Dylan walk through the ship with a smile on his face: All was right with the universe today. His ship was in perfect condition, the Commonwealth had gained an important ally and best of all he’d met a woman who made him feel really alive for the first time since he’d arrived in this time. His mind thought back to that first time in the orchard. He’d never been that abandoned before, whether it had been the accumulated stress of finding all he’d known gone or the effect of the lovely Kitrin he didn’t know. All he did know was that with her all his careful control and chivalry went flying out the window and he turned into all his baser instincts. Last night at her apartment she had given him the blow job of all blow jobs and his ears were pink remembering what he’d done to her. The only fly in the ointment was the short time they had together. The Andromeda would be leaving in 36 hours.

Harper was also happy. Kitrin had arrived early this morning and sneaked into his room. There was absolutely no better way to wake up in the morning than to have a hot, sexy babe slide onto you when you were still half asleep.

Harper lay in bed listening to Kitrin in the shower. He was going to miss her, and not just for the sex: she was fun to be around and she usually understood him when he started to babble techno-speak during a really good idea. He wished they didn’t have to leave so soon. Damn Dylan and his King Kanute act; what would it hurt to stay here for a few more weeks. Didn’t they deserve a break? Harper sighed, maybe he could try to talk to Dylan about it. Now that he thought abour it , it seemed that Dylan had been a little more reaxed over the last few days. Maybe one of the diplomatic ice – maidens had gone for that whole broad – shouldered, hero thing and the guy had finally gotten laid. That might make his job easier..

“Hey! Wait up Dylan” Harper called as his captin strode past. He scurried after him, not for the first time envying Dylan’s hight. For every step he takes I have to take two. “Are you sure you want us to leave tomorrow? This seems like a perfect place to take a short break from saving the universe.” Harper tried to look innocent, “I’m just thinking of crew morale.”

Dylan laughed, “Yes I’m sure you are. The fact that we’re about to leave a whole planet of women that you haven’t had a chance to pester yet wouldn’t come into it would it?” He slung an arm casually over Harper’s shoulders, “I know how you feel: I don’t want to leave here any more that you do, believe me. But the Episc’s Federation wants to open talks in 3 days and we have to be there. Don’t worry we’ll be back here next time Andromeda needs a refit; this is the best spaceport we’ve found.”

Harper was a little disconcerted by the arm on his shoulders: Dylan wasn’t usually a touchy – feely kind of guy. Oh yeah, he got laid – big time! “A few days wouldn’t make that much of a diffrence. There’s not just chicks on this planet: it’s got lots of other stuff too. Even Beka likes it here and she hates planets.”

“Sorry Harper, we go tomorrow.” Dylan patted Harper on the back and walked off.

“Damn!” Well he’d just have to make the most of the time he and Kitrin had left. They hadn’t made any plans for the evening but Harper had her address. A big bunch of those pink flowers from that bush Trance calls Emily and some edible body paint should get the evening off to a good start.

Dylan felt a little sorry for Harper: the poor guy had been stuck inside Andromeda for the whole week overseeing the repairs. Dylan had a new – found appreciation for the benefits of releasing sexual tension. He’ll probably go down to that bar I saw at the edge of the spaceport. I hope so, I don’t want him driving Rommie nuts for the next few weeks by leching over her. The problems of Harper’s sex life didn’t occupy him for long: he was anticipating an evening of wild abandon with another, much prettier, engineer.

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