Daughter of the Alien Warrior - Honey Phillips Page 0,22

garment.

“There.” She glanced uncertainly around the ship’s cabin. “Is there someplace where I can try this on?”

“The sanitary unit is the only area with a door and it is quite small.” He couldn’t bear the disappointed look on her face. “If I give you my word as a warrior not to invade your privacy, would you trust me enough to change here?”

She studied him thoughtfully and he found himself holding his breath. When she nodded, a vast satisfaction roared through him.

“I will cover my face.”

He dropped his reader and put his hands over his eyes. She gave a startled laugh, and a moment later, he heard the rustle of fabric. It took every ounce of self-control that he had learned as a warrior not to break his vow as he imagined her naked body standing in the middle of his ship.

“Okay, you can look now. Is it all right?”

All he could do was stare at her. The oversized bronze garment had been transformed into a slim jumpsuit. The fabric gathered at each shoulder before dipping between her slight breasts. A matching sash pulled the fabric tight around her slender waist before it swept out into flowing pant legs. The color brought out the golden tone of her skin and accentuated the crystal green of her eyes. Although the cut was modest, this was the first time he had seen her true shape. How he longed to explore every dainty curve.

“You don’t like it?” Her face fell, and he realized that he had been staring in silence for far too long.

“I do not have the words to express how much I like it,” he admitted. “You are very talented.”

She glowed with pleasure at his compliment, but he had spoken only the truth. Over the past year of living with Cassie, he had grown quite familiar with female fashion. He suspected that Cassie’s work might be more professional, but Jade had a unique flair all her own.

“Thank you. It feels much better than my ripped-up clothes—” Her words were interrupted by an enormous yawn.

“It is time for sleep,” he said firmly.

“I’m not sleepy—” Another yawn stopped her, and she grinned at him. “I guess I am kind of tired. I had intended to make myself a nightgown, but I suppose the medical gown will do.”

She looked so regretful that the offer emerged before he could stop himself. “Would you like one of my shirts to sleep in?”

“Umm, that would be nice.”

He rummaged through his locker, pulling out the shirt he used for training. It was designed to cling so perhaps it would not be as voluminous on her as his other garments would be. When he stepped closer to hand it to her, his tail came up and caressed her arm. She looked startled and he forced himself to pull away, even though the need to touch her had been building in him the entire evening. Her face cleared, and she reached out and patted his tail. He tried not to groan as the feeling of her small fingers on the sensitive flesh sent a spike of arousal straight to his shaft. The serenity on her face made it only too clear that she had no idea what she did to him whenever she touched him like that.

“Thank you.” She smiled up at him. “Would you mind closing your eyes again so that I can change?”

Instead, he whirled away from her, trying to force his unruly body under control, but the soft whisper of fabric made it impossible.

“All done. Would you mind showing me how to use your bathroom?”

“I apologize. I do not have a bathing room here on the ship.” Although he could only too clearly envision her surrounded by the steaming waters of his home pool.

“I didn’t expect you to—I meant your place to, umm, get clean?”

“Ah, you mean the sanitary facility.” He opened the door to the tiny unit and ran through the instructions, trying desperately to ignore the warmth of her body against his side and her delicious fragrance swamping his senses.

“Thanks. I think I understand.”

They stared at each other for a moment, but she didn’t move. Was she going to kiss him again? But then she put a hand on his tail and gently removed it from around her waist. Fuck! Why couldn’t he stop touching her?

“I don’t think it’s large enough for two.” She laughed, but the sound was breathless and he could detect the increased scent of her arousal. He forced himself to step back.

“If