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SEQUEL to Does She Know?
She just left. She always does. I bite my lip in order not to cry out in frustration. I can't take this anymore. I want to hold her, touch her, kiss her, make love to her... Anything but this...
What am I thinking? The Captain would put me in the brig!
I scream my orders to my crew. The ones standing nearest to me flinch at my outburst. They are getting used to it though. The Chief and the Borg doesn't get along... Ha! That's what they think. If they only knew...
It's getting late. She hasn't called in. Not a word. She must ignore me. Damn, arrogant, cold-hearted PetaQ! Captain's pet. She doesn't have a clue how she affects me...
The door chime! Kahless, who could that be?
"Good evening Lieutenant."
I can't believe my eyes! It's her! She extends a PADD.
"I've finished the calculations. The idea is efficient." She has brought the calculations with her to give to me personally... Does she really care? I accept the PADD, not knowing what to say.
T-Thank you," I finally squeak out.
"Good night Lieutenant." She leans forward. She's standing way too close...
She kisses me!
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