Later, but not a lot later, she thought, glancing at the compu clock, he rolled off her and let out a satisfied sigh.
Zizi turned on to her side and stroked his chest. She hated the feel of the hair matting between her fingers.
‘You’re very animalistic, you know. Very strong.’
‘You’re not the first to say that,’ he murmured, closing his eyes as her hand worked its way towards his groin.
‘I love it when we have sex after you’ve been teaching me. Masterful.’
His eyes widened, and his mouth opened just a little, but the movement of Zizi’s hand checked anything he was going to say.
‘Did I stop you saying something?’ she whispered into his ear.
He looked at her with his large dark eyes, his only good feature.
‘I’ve been meaning to tell you,’ he began.
‘Yes?’ she prompted.
‘About the lessons, we’re going to have to call it a day,’ he went on.
Zizi’s eyes narrowed. Just a little. ‘What do you mean?’ she asked.
‘Orders. No lessons on the side. Only standard training through the normal channels.’
Zizi sat up. She looked around at her small cabin with its depressing browns and beiges. She could see Kai, hanging like a slice of blue chenq fruit in the bottom of the viewing port. Five lessons and she was just able to take off. There was no way she could land. Or dock.
‘So? You weren’t meant to be teaching me anyway. I don’t see that it makes any difference.’
‘Oh yes it does babe, I’m going to get into trouble, big trouble, if they catch me now. I can’t take you flying anymore and that’s it. You’ll have to sign up for a course.’