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I ended the comm and turned to find my bride and the others looking at me sympathetically.

“I’m sorry, but I have to go.” I raked my hand through my hair. “I promise this will not happen once we are at our wedding and honeymoon trips. I will request the Commander formally assign Zebulaw as head of the Hormel peanut butter project while I am away.

“He's a billionaire media mogul married to a tech giant in her own right. He probably wants to make sure they are depicting the science right and thinks the best way to make sure is to talk to the guy in charge,” Chris said sympathetically.

“It’s okay, honey,” Lynn said, placing her hand on my arm. “It can't be helped this time.”

“If you’ll allow me to quickly scan you for your measurements, it should be fine, if you trust your Bride to choose your suit for you,” Lucille added.

“I do,” I replied, bending down to capture her lips in a chaste kiss.

Lynn pulled back, laughing. “And remember to do it just like that at the wedding,” she quipped, causing the other two humans to laugh along with her.

“This way.” She had me stand in a spot marked with two boot prints. “Xeranos, please scan him for fitting.”

“Scanning. Adjusting for clothing.”

“He’s removing the added bulk from what he’s wearing,” Lucille explained to Lynn and Chris.

“Clever,” Chris answered, looking impressed.

“All done,” Xeranos told me cheerfully.

“Okay, you best get going!” Lynn said.

“See you back home.” I bent down to give her another kiss, not wishing to leave her.

“Go on, git,” she said, a tiny smile on her face as she gently swatted my butt.

I did as she said, resentment growing every step of the way.