Haley was curled up in one of the two chairs placed in front of a floor to ceiling window in Torel’s quarters. The chair molded to her form, cradling her comfortably, and there was a stunning view of Earth rotating just beneath them. She should be drinking it all in while she could, but she wasn’t. There were more interesting things to look at. One was the breathtaking display of male beauty sitting across from her. Torel was comfortably sprawled in the other chair, completely naked. Neither of them had bothered getting dressed since they’d given in to the Scorching the day before. There wasn’t much point when they never got more than an hour or two between rounds of mind-melting sex.

The other points of interest were currently scuttling around Torel’s quarters, tidying up. She had discovered there were several different models of service droid, all with different functions. One droid was cleaning away the remains of their breakfast from