31. Kara
31
KARA
Kara shifted in her seat as the shuttle took off. She couldn’t help thinking about how much had happened to her since she’d first boarded only a day or two ago. Her dream vacation had turned into a nightmare…but thankfully J’orn had been there to save her before things got completely out of hand.
So you don’t count begging him to fuck you as completely out of hand? whispered a little voice in her head.
A mental image of herself, tied spread eagle and moaning that the big Kindred should fuck her harder— harder— made her wince with shame. Of course she knew that she’d been injected with the weird drug, that— y’thosin stuff—but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she’d been absolutely shameless.
What must J’orn think of me now? she wondered unhappily. And what does this mean for our future relationship? Do we even have a relationship?
She wasn’t sure if they did or not. The age difference still felt like a lot—but she had to admit she had a whole knew admiration of her ex-assistant after watching him in action. He’d taken down a ten-foot-tall Trollox without breaking a sweat and rescued her from a horrible situation that she’d stupidly gotten herself into. She’d always thought of him as too young and inexperienced for her before—now that idea had been turned on its head.
Despite the embarrassment over how she’d acted, she couldn’t deny that she was starting to have feelings for him. The question was, would he return those feelings? Or would he be looking at her in a more negative light after their time together in the brothel? Also, did he really think she hated him? He’d said something to that effect several times. Where was his head at? For that matter, where was her head at?
Kara didn’t have answers to any of her questions. She huddled in her seat and when the flight attendant came around offering the Dream Gas, she took it gladly. Anything to take her mind off everything that had just happened, she thought. Anything to get a little rest from the constant questions and worries in her head!
She just wanted a vacation—however brief—from the effects of her vacation.