“You think you know me so well, don’t you? You say I don’t want to.......fuck. That was the word, wasn’t it? Shall I say it again for you? Fuc........fuck......fuck.” Alejandro had never heard Hielo use the word before. Each time she spat it out, slowly, seductively, he felt his length move within his trousers, jerking into life. “Oh, I want to.....fuck, Alejandro. You have no idea.” She eased herself onto the kitchen chair opposite him, parted her legs and allowed her fingers to caress up and. I know you're there--I just saw you go in five minutes ago."So, she was outside on her cell phone."If you don't want to see me, pick up the phone and tell me. Otherwise, I'm coming up."I went to the living room, pulled out the low table, set out two cushions, and went to the kitchen. By the time I came back with two wineglasses and a bottle of sparkling cider, the machine had clicked off. I unlocked the door, and sat down after pouring out the cider.She let herself in quietly, locking the door. "All of Evie'sassets will go into a trust, including this house and two others thatshe owns - one on Mount Dessert Island in Maine and one in Galveston,Texas. The trust will have to hire a maintenance company to oversee theproperties. When Marie turns eighteen, she will have limited access tothe money and property held by the trust and when she turns twenty one,it will all be hers."I grimaced. "Wow. Having that kind of money that young... that couldreally mess up a kid." Unless her adopted. ”“Send me the coordinates.”“On your comm ... now.”Space is a dangerous and lonely place when your ship lets you down, and a distress call is the one thing no spacer ignores. Even pirates didn’t ignore distress calls. They may take a few souvenirs if you are carrying cargo or request ‘modest’ payment, but they would do everything they could to send you safely on your way or, in the worst-case, transport you to the nearest inhabitable planet. Even pirates break down and need help, so they play.