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“And you, then? Notprivyeither?”
“Whatever, man.” Orion was trying hard not to punch Peter’s extremely punchable face. “Your dad’s dead now. This is a waste of time. Let’s go.” He motioned to Kaia and started back for the door.
“Wait,” Peter said, a flavor of desperation in his voice. Orion rolled his eyes, but halted when Kaia turned. This one was broken, wasting their time. If he could’ve subvocalized, he would've told her to keep moving. Instead, he was gritting his teeth and staring at the ceiling.
“My father kept records.”
All right… Maybe this wasn’t such a waste after all.
CHAPTER52
KAIA
They went back to their cabin with reams of binders stuffed with yellowing printouts. Turns out “records” was an understatement on Peter’s part. His father had kept detailed notes, scribbles, journals, and everything in-between stashed haphazardly in a cabinet in the bedroom that doubled as his “office.”
Peter didn’t seem to expect much as they gathered up the material. He seemed to just want it gone.
Back in Orion’s cabin, they inhabited his office. Orion was on the couch, arranging the pages on his glass table. Kaia had offered to help look, but he didn't trust her to know what to watch out for, since he was the only one who'd already gone through a mass of existing data from the ship library.
So she sprawled on her stomach on the floor, chin on her hand as she studied Ariel engine specs for the academy.
“Let me know when you find anything interesting,” she muttered.
She had just memorized the series of controls to bypass the Ariel’s overheat gauge when Orion coughed to get her attention.
“Got something?”
“Nah… our wedding planner wants to see you for a fitting.”
Kaia blinked up at him. “Our what for what?”
“The wedding planner. A dress fitting. You know, the thing you’ll wear when we get married.”
“There’s a wedding planner? Whose job it is to… plan weddings?”
“Now, Kaia.”
Her brows shot up. “Now? Have her reschedule.”
“She already rescheduled.”
Kaia glared.
“She wanted to do it yesterday, and I pushed it to today since you were in the sim rig.”
“And I didn’t need to know any of this, huh?”
Orion shrugged. “Forgot.”
Kaia should’ve been angry that he was even planning her time without her knowledge or input, but… hell, the man planned her fucking diet. This was nothing new.
* * *
“Next time, you can contact me directly instead of fetching me through my fiancé,” Kaia said once Alina showed her into the wedding planner’s office.
“My apologies. I couldn’t find you in the NS database,” she smiled, rising from her plush white cushion.
“I don’t have a Neurosync. You can chime my hardware.” Kaia held up her bracelet.
