Usually when she visited beverage stations or commodity bases, where she went shopping for attire, she didn’t allow males near her, nor did her guards. But this attractive man couldn’t be overlooked; she didn’t mind his closeness at all. In fact, she wanted him to touch her some more. Maybe even kiss her, and perhaps press his hard-looking body against hers.

What in the name of all the planets was she thinking?

“Valeen, such a lovely name for a beautiful woman.”

He seemed to cringe and made a discouraged face. Had he considered the comment ridiculous? Shifting again, he appeared to relax.

“Ahhh, so, Chance from a close-enough galaxy…” She touched his chest lightly. “You are a flatterer and a charmer.”

Her fingertips trailed down the zipper on the front of his shirt in a flirtatious move. Valeen had never done anything so outrageous or impulsive before in her entire life. She smiled at the thought that she was flirting with him.

Venus, Mercury, and Mars.

It was a ballsy thing to do, and not her usual reaction.

“Only if it gets me a kiss.”

There it is, an offer that you can’t pass up or refuse.

“You wish to kiss me?”

“Only if you wish to be kissed.”

She noticed him grimace at his absurd statement. Laughter bubbled inside her. She hoped he would use his mouth in a way that wouldn’t cause him jeopardy. Or maybe it would?

Valeen watched his hand move higher on her waist, just under the firmness of her breast. The fabric of her catsuit stood in the way of feeling his skin touching hers. Reflections of the various lighting in the dark beverage station moved across his fingers.

Her laughter rose in a nervous giggle. She had never met anyone like him, but she liked his amusing remarks. She tilted her head to look at the light-colored wisps of hair over his forehead. The urge to brush her fingers through his hair suddenly hit her. His locks shimmered in the electronic atmosphere of the bright light beams. She swayed purposely toward him, hoping he would put his arms around her.

Valeen was in the perfect position, and she didn’t want it to slip by without his taking advantage of it. This solar-night, she would be embedded in his memory, never to be forgotten, and now all she had to do was make sure of it.

Would he kiss me already?

She craved a kiss from him, her first kiss from a male. Her body would fit nicely, molded against his. She’d never imagined wanting to feel a male’s body against hers, but his muscular length would feel so sinful. Before she could react, he covered her mouth with his.