“I am so full,” she groaned stretching her arms over her head, a content smile on her spice stained lips.
“I don’t think I have ever been so satisfied by a meal.” Baird mumbled sleepily, rubbing his tummy. The three companions wandered their way through the streets, enjoying the incredible sights around them. Jordan could practically feel the stress and tension from the last mission rolling off of her.
“Do you know where any theaters are? I’ve been wanting-“ A strong arm wrapped around Jordans waist, knocking her off balance. She hit a hard chest with a muffled oomph. The cold tip of a disrupter coming to rest against her temple.
“Well, shit.” Jordan muttered, glaring at a disturbingly familiar face.
Baird turned quickly hand twitching for his disrupter, but Ruk placed a restraining hand on his arm.
“Hello Jordan,” a smooth voice purred, practically dripping in charisma.
“That is Captain Jordan to you, Maxius.” He merely pursed his lips at her, hand sliding down to rest against her hip, grip tight but not abusive.
“Is that anyway to treat an old friend?” His breath tickled against her ear, and Jordan couldn’t keep a shiver from running through her body. She’d forgotten how tempting Maxius could be, and how easily he could turn a girls brain to mush. With his sharp cheek bones, captivating eyes, lips that begged to be kissed and thick soft hair, he was a terribly distracting specimen.
“Friend? Last I remember, I left you tied up on Cirsus Three, the authorities weren’t far behind.” Jordan said with a smirk, resting the urge to elbow him in the solar plexus.
“I’d forgotten all about that,” he murmured.
“I haven’t,” Baird chuckled. “Captain, left you trussed up like a turkey. It was immensely satisfying.”
“I too, remember it being oddly satisfying.” Ruk added, his dark eyes searching for an opening to save the Captain.
Maxius bared his teeth at the men, “I am glad I amused you.”
“What do you want, Maxius? Jordan muttered interrupting the three men, before one of them pissed Maxius off and got her shot.
“Jut thought I’d say hi.” This man was infuriating in so many ways.
“Cute, Maxius. What do you really want?”
He pouted down at her, “I am wounded, Jordan.”
“Captain,” Baird corrected with a growl.
Maxius glared at Baird unimpressed, “I am talking to Jordan, don’t interrupt. So Jordan, you really want to know?”
“I want you and me…alone…and a chance to talk” He whispered, his voice thick.
“How fun.” She muttered dryly. “But I think I’ll pass.”
He laughed softly, his warm breath caressing her skin. “Before you go and reject me you may want to hear my entire offer.”
She drummed her fingers against her things impatiently, “Well let’s hear it.”
“I’ve shockingly gotten myself in a bit of a rough spot, and when I watched you so conveniently walk by, well, the chance was just to good to be true. Lord fate was on my side, and so I jumped at the opportunity.”
“You were always one to take advantage of an opening to jump someone.”
“Baird, I am not sure I like what your insinuating.”
“To offer assistance to a man of your character, you who would sooner thrust a dagger in our spinal columns then help us, it lacks reason.”
“Ruk, you as always, remain the life of the party.”
“So what do you say, Jordan? Interested?”
She bit her lip trying to clear the fog from her brain, to think rationally. “What exactly do you expect us to do?”
His grin was all teeth and full of victory.
Jordan scowled, glaring at the bars locking her Baird into a tiny room. Nothing but a queen sized cot and a toilet occupied the space with them.
“How many times have we been kidnapped this year because someone has fallen in love with you?” Baird asked with a sour expression, slumping down onto the cot with a groan, nursing his bruised knuckles, the area around his eye swelling.
“It’s not my fault I am so damn sexy I am irresistible.” She said trying to lighten the mood, striking a pose, hip jutted out, lips curved into an inviting smile. Baird stared at her, not speaking, eyes boring into her, something un-nameable in their depths. Nervousness began licking at Jordan, and she had to pull her eyes away. Why am I blushing, it’s just Baird?
She cleared her throat loudly, looking about trying to find a conversation topic. Baird beat her to it.
“What are you going to do about Maxius’?”
Jordan sighed loudly, running her hands through her tangled hair, exhaustion weighing her down. “Can’t exactly totally blame him for this one.”
To be continued…