He’d never mentioned it to anyone, had been too embarrassed. It should not have happened, and he should not have given in. But what if there was a more sinister reason for her behaviour that he’d never thought to inquire about? He remembered asking, when lying exhausted in her arm, but she’d changed the subject.
Stupid. He should have insisted. Every woman with a permit to live on Asto had the right to have two children. No one gave that right away lightly. Not without contract, or p*****t, or both. Not on a mining station. Of course she’d been trying to tell him something.
He turned around and paced the other way.
This place was sending him up the wall. Too empty; the scents were all wrong.
He had to talk to someone.
In the small living area, the technicians were poring over the stat
