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He could finally have someone. A companion. Someone who didn’t look at him and only see what they could get.
He’d forgotten how good she smelled. Warm and syrupy. Like the sea plums that grew on the Ganglu coast after they’d been baked in the summer sun.
I would never hurt you, Vanessa. Never. No matter what you did.”
“You were using me? Hitching a ride and seeing if I’d take you there? Or were you planning on running away?” His cold stare cut into her and the heat coming off his body made goose bumps race over her arms. His lip curled as if he saw the answer written on her face. “Is that why you were so interested in our schedule earlier? Which stop is it? How long? A few weeks? Days?”
Miserable, despite how he may appear. Yet only a couple of days ago, I saw him happy.”
“What do you think Fejo will do once he knows you’re gone? Do you really think he’ll just go back to the ship and leave without you? He’ll tear this place apart and drag you back if you’re within sniffing distance.
Her words made his chest ache and his stomach tighten. No tricks? No presents? Just him?
She didn’t care about his ship or his belongings or his clothes. None of the flashiness he liked to shroud himself with mattered to her. She wanted him plain, unadorned, without gifts or enhancements.
