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Chapter 13 by bruinonfire bruinonfire

Now?

Later that night, in your quarters...

After a very long shift on deck three and a mostly palatable meal from Neelix in the Mess Hall, you return to your quarters, tired, and looking forward to a quiet night with your book. You pour yourself a cup of coffee and sit, opening your Surak, hoping to make a bit more progress. You've just settled in when you hear someone at your door.

You sigh. "Come in."

In walks Seven of Nine, looking as neatly-kept and perfectly sculpted as ever.

"Seven..." you say, standing up, suddenly remembering everything the Doctor told you that morning. "Um...I wasn't expecting you."

"Crewman. I wanted to stop by to thank you for aiding me yesterday. I understand my malfunction was rather...embarrassing. And I appreciate your discretion."

You flush, fully believing everything the Doctor said--suggesting that this goddess of a woman would be putty in your hands--but you still find yourself flustered. "Seven, I was just doing my job."

"Still, thank you crewman," she says, arching her back a little, thrusting her breasts imperceptibly closer to you.

"You're welcome," you say.

At this point, Seven should leave. Her stated goal has been met, and to your knowledge, there's nothing else for the two of you to discuss. Yet there she stands, her breathing growing deeper, her eyes on you, yet her attention clearly wandering to who knows where.

"Seven?" you ask. "Was there something else?"

She flinches, jolted back to reality by your question. "No...no, crewman." She seems about to leave, then asks. "Crewman, might I...stay...for a while."

"Uh...sure..." you say, gesturing to a chair. She glides over, sitting down. "Can I get you something?"

"Yes..." she says, distantly.

"Um...heh, what would you like?"

"What would I..." again, her attention seems to wander. "I am not certain. Are you having anything?"

"Yes. Um, some coffee. And...there are a few strawberries I smuggled away from the Mess."

"Strawberries." She says, nodding. "I...I enjoy strawberries very much."

Smiling, you bring the bowl over to the small table between you two and set them down.

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