Chapter Nine
Trelon’s hand reached out to pull Cara closer to him. They had both fallen asleep after another round of lovemaking that had exhausted his still-tired body. When his hand encountered nothing but the cool cloth of his bedding, he jerked awake, sitting straight up with his heart pounding. In the quietness of his sleeping quarters, he could make out the faint sounds of an alarm. With a groan, Trelon fell back against the pillows.
“Computer, give me the time,” Trelon demanded. Another groan escaped him when he realized he had been back in his living quarters for no more than six hours. Three of those hours had been spent discovering every delectable inch of Cara’s body, the other three, sleeping.
At least it appeared the communication system had been repaired. “Computer, find t
