Viking Love Beyond Time (Time Travel Romance) Read Free Page B

cup “I may not be much on the old ambition my darling but I’d like to bet that if I had passed out of PTS with your qualifications and got that glowing recommendation from Captain Williams I would now be at the helm of the JFK , not commanding a tub like this”
                  “Exactly” snapped Austen “and why? That’s what I want to know - why?”
                  Owen smiled and wiped his hand across his mouth “The answer lies in  your mirror, Captain”
                  Austen looked up at him “My mirror, what do you mean?”              
                  “Come on, ma’am its obvious.  You’re twenty three, the most beautiful woman I, personally, have ever seen, a body made for sex, glorious golden hair IF you’d let it grow instead of cropping it the minute it gets over two millimetres long, a flawless skin, big sapphire blue eyes you could drown in, moist pink lips just made for kissing, shall I go on or do you get my drift?”
                  Austen sighed, “God, Owen, give you a light year and you take a parsec, this is why I give you a hard time”
                  “You asked me honey, I answered you”
                  Austen brought her fist down on the table.  “Do you talk to all your superior officers in this vein Lieutenant Commander?” she snapped. Owen took a bite of sandwich and shook his head “Why not?  Is it because you respect them and not me? God I could lose the lot of them on hyper logic!”
                  For a moment Owen looked at her with what seemed almost like pity, then shook his head “You’re missing my drift, Alodie”
                  Austen felt a wave of anger sweep over her.  “For the last time the title is  Captain or ma’am Lieutenant Commander, not Alodie or, for that matter, honey ”
                  He laughed and, strolling across to the machine, helped himself to more coffee.  “Come down off your cloud Captain, wake up and smell the roses, I’ve never spoken to my other captains like this because you’re the only one I’ve ever wanted to screw”
                  Austen was speechless with rage, she felt an overwhelming desire to strike out, to hit something, preferably Owen, standing there in his bronzed, self assured,  maleness.  She swallowed down her rage as best she could and glared at him “And that, Lieutenant Commander, is why you’ll never be anything but a mediocre navigator, you’re ruled by sex - an archaic, outdated way of creating human life, messy, unnecessary and time consuming,  I’ll be glad when its done away with altogether.  Whilst humans are still wallowing about in the Dark Ages we’ll never catch up to, say, the Daltoids, scientifically”
                  Owen screwed up his cup and threw it in down the waste hatch.  “So go live on Dalto.  They might be ahead of us scientifically but emotionally they’re shot to pieces.  They’re organic robots, they don’t have any sexual release so they spend their spare time watching other species making love, in the cause of science, naturally.  They’re the biggest voyeurs in the galaxy, I wouldn’t want to go within a light year of the dump, they’re all closet perverts”
                  Taking her plate and used cup Austen walked over to the waste disposal then turned back, Owen was standing in front of her, she tried to pass him and he grasped her wrist.  Taking a deep breath she glared up at him   “Owen, I advise you to let go of my wrist - now!” she snarled.
                  “Captain Austen, I like you” he said quietly “underneath this ‘ computer princess / ice maiden’ image I’m sure we’d find a warm woman, I’m telling you this for your own good.  The reason you got this lousy command and will continue to get lousy commands is not because you are a woman