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space travel
awoke the following day to the sound of rainfall. As thankful as she always was for the rain, it meant working drenched to the bone for the main portion of her day. She let out a yawn, stretching her arms, and rolled onto her side. The bed where Luke had fallen asleep in her arms was now empty. Her heart sank—had he left in the middle of the night, or was it all just a wonderful dream? She threw on her robe and headed downstairs.
On the table was a plate filled with steaming eggs and bacon, and a cup of coffee. At least he hadn’t been a figment of her imagination. Where had he gone?
She quickly got dressed and headed out to the rain-drenched fields where, once again, she found the pulsing light illuminating the trees nearby. She hurried along the trail to find that Luke’s ship had been pried from the ground where it had been lodged and was floating just above the ground. Was he leaving?
“Hello?” she called out. The engine’s hum fell silent and the door slowly lowered with a long hiss.
“Good morning,” Luke smiled brightly. “Sorry to run out before you woke, but I have a lot of repairs to do. Hope I didn’t startle you.”
Luke’s mere presence lit up her body with intense yearning, despite the cold rain pummeling her skin. She felt her face flush with desire as he neared, the shirt he wore clinging to his wet body, displaying every rippling muscle below.
“I heard the engine and thought you were leaving,” Amy pouted.
Luke chuckled, “So soon? I just arrived. Besides, this ship isn’t going anywhere until I fix the damage and find some fuel.”
Amy’s heart leapt. After the heated night of passion and exploration, she wanted to know more about him, to feel his body close to hers and do some exploring of her own.
****
The morning went by at a crawl as Amy tended to her animals and daily chores around the farm. A broken hose on her tractor meant a trip to McCullers in town tomorrow; Amy gave a drawn out sigh. The townies just loved to gossip; there was no sense of the word ‘privacy.’
Finally lunch came. She carried a tray of sandwiches down the path once more towards Luke’s ship, now sitting quiet amongst the trees. As they sat together, he told her more of his home planet and the conditions in which he was forced to endure as a child. His mother had been a teacher, before the conditions worsened, and chose to educate him at home.
“That’s how I got the job as an explorer when I turned 18,” he sighed. “I was one of only a handful of people that was educated enough to fly this thing.”
With each glance from him emerald eyes, the temperature of her body jolted. How could he do that with just a look? It was as if raw desire exuded from his pores. She explained the mechanical troubles of her own, and how it would require a trip to town for supplies early in the morning.
“I would love to join you,” he said, wiping his hands clean on a napkin. “I can look around for some parts and see if I can locate the fuel I need.”
Amy nodded and swallowed her last bite hard, fearful of how the locals would react. She grinned and headed back to the house for the rest of her workday, eagerly anticipating what her night with Luke might bring.
****
The rain let up and the sun poked out from behind grey clouds just long enough to see a warm sunset over head. She closed up the barn and headed indoors, where Luke was already inside. He sat on the loveseat, watching the firelight twitch, flames twisting upwards toward the chimney. His large hands stretched outwards towards it, warming himself from the cold rain. As she entered, he gave a tired smile.
“Your planet can get very cold,” he shivered.
“Well, the best way to warm up after a day in the chilly rain is to take a long, hot shower,” she grinned.
“Well,” he stood and swayed towards her in a mocking fashion, “perhaps you should join me then.”
Her heart jumped, lust flooding in and eliminating her chill. Luke took