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Damn

Manya had a security screen on the door Why hadn’t it picked up his weapon? She felt the s uncoaze

“We ask our custo in here,” she said uncertainly, looking toward the bar for backup Manya was deep in conversation with Kisti, the other barainst station regulations to have a blaster in an establishment that serves alcohol It’s a serious offense”

“I prefer to keep lanced at Vetch, saw hi sick Black Leather was trouble She had sensed that from the start, why hadn’t she trusted her instincts? Da to smile “I’ll leave you to your drinks”

This ti in her step as she walked away She ignored the wave they gave her at another table, walked right past the bar and down the hallway to the ladies’ fresher It was a one-seater, and she locked the door behind her with carefully controlled movements She turned to the basin and flicked her hand in front of the spout Warust

“Cold,” she said shortly Obediently, the teed She splashed her face with it, leaned against the counter and sighed She needed to let Manya know souy

But would Manya be able to do anything about hihtly If they just left hiht be safer for everyone Only fools provoke predators, she reminded herself Lay low and you’ll be fine

She stood there for a er, then took a deep breath and opened the door He stood in the hallway opposite her Waiting

“I have to get back to work,” she said, trying to duck past hi her She looked around nervously, hoping someone would see the to talk,” he said shortly He stepped forward again, backing her up against the door She fu whatever idiot had decided to install it so the door opened outward

Otherwise she ht have just been able to duck back inside Not that a door would stop him She would just have to brazen hi to sound confident Up close he was huge, er than she’d realized before Her head came to the middle of his chest She could s else,inside her uncurled and she felt a tingle between her legs She was actually attracted to the ust, despite the blaster How had that happened?

“How ue

“What?”

“Howit up so that she looked into his face His features were gri his left cheek, a dark-red tangle of rigid flesh

“For what?” she asked, confused “Look, I won’t tell anyone about the blaster”

“You”