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He looks up at me then, snapping through most of the heat that had been building between us.
“Humans have a test for such things?”
“Yeah. And I failed it. They didn’t think I would make a good wife or mother, so they put me on career path instead of family path. That’s why I ended up working for Baxter.”
“It sounds like a terrible test to me. How could it ever account for every individual personality? Lorna makes Shemza very happy, for example, but I would not have liked her in my dreams.” He shoots me a grin. “Far too nice.”
I’m about to pretend to be irritated by the implication of this when he continues.
“Is that why you failed it on purpose?”
“Wh… What?” I choke the words out, surprise making my throat tight.
I think maybe my mother guessed this. Maybe. She never outright asked me, but there were little things she said from time to time - before she stopped speaking to me altogether - that gave me the impression she knew. But she knew me all my life. Fifteen years of knowing who I am. What I’m like.
Rardek has known me a day.
“How did you know?”
He gives me a slow, heated smile, leaning close enough that it would only take the tiniest movement to close the gap. Kiss him.
“My Angie, if I have learned only one thing about you, it is this. You are clever enough that if there was a test you wished to pass, you would have done so.”
My heart pounds so hard in my ears, I’m surprised I can still hear him. But his words sink through my racing pulse. Settle somewhere in my soul.
“I didn’t like any of the guys that might have been my husband. I didn’t want to be trapped with one of them.”
“You did not want to have no choice.”
He speaks the words that were about to come out of my mouth.
“You… you really get me. Don’t you?”
“I am glad you think so.”
He grins at me again. A slow, arrogant expression. But there is warmth, joy, humour behind it. A teasing glint in his eyes.
Fuck it, I think. I’m going to kiss him.
But then he draws back, something that might be regret shaping his features for a moment.
“I am sorry to end this discussion,” he says. “But time in the dreamspace is a fickle thing. Sometimes it takes a long time here for a moment to pass in the waking world. Sometimes a moment here is actually a very long time. I do not know how much longer we have, and I would very much like to speak on something with you.”
“Okay,” I say, his shift in tone making me feel almost nervous.
“I have my own troublesome problem,” he says. “My own set of questions that I cannot find answers to. Might I tell you of them? I would dearly like to know your thoughts.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Rardek
My cock is so hard it strains against my leathers. I want nothing more than to continue probing at my Angie’s defences - to give her teasing words and touches, pushing her a little further with every passing moment until she opens to me. Lets me show her the pleasures such a fine and fierce female deserves from her male.
But I intend to have the rest of my seasons to do such things with my Angie. Right now, there are only two sunsets, maybe three, before the tribe will be looking to leave. I need to solve the puzzle of the blight - ensure it is nothing more sinister than a particularly potent sickness that a burn will contain.
So I strive to ignore my aching cock. Ask her if she will talk through my puzzle with me, as we have talked through hers.
I only hope she can be of more assistance to me than I was to her.
