Vaant (The Galaxos Crew Book 1) by Juno Wells & Layla Nash

Author:Juno Wells & Layla Nash [Wells, Juno]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Isla

Fatigue weighed Isla down, but the spicy food helped wake her up. It was sweet that Vaant got Earther food as well as the fiery Xaravian dishes, but she much preferred the eye-watering spices of his people's cuisine. She nearly choked on the liquor, though she needed the courage after her thoughts ran wild in the shower. Vaant looked even more attractive in his casual clothes — loose trousers and shirt, bare feet, and his hair pulled back from his face. Every time he spoke, his husky voice sent shivers through her.

She hadn't had a chance to talk with Jessalyn about Xaravian culture and what the different colors of his skin meant, but since she'd walked into his quarters, Vaant stayed blue and purple. Periodically his scales rattled and moved, and Isla desperately wanted to touch him and feel the rough warmth of his skin. She wondered what he looked like under his clothes, and if the Xaravian physiology was at all human-like.

Isla saw the way he watched her, and knew some signals were universal. She caught Vaant staring at her chest and adjusting the way he sat, and as they both drank more of that awful liquor a sip at a time, everything grew warm and fuzzy. Isla wanted to feel safe and loved. Her entire world and reality crumbled around her, and nothing seemed solid. Nothing felt real anymore. And Vaant had told her the truth even when she didn't want to hear it. He stood by them and did what was right. Isla needed someone like that in her life, even if it didn't last forever.

She didn't know how long she'd been in his rooms — hours, maybe — by the time the dishes were all empty and only the liquor remained. Vaant chuckled at a story Isla told about some trouble she and Griggs found during their academy days, which almost got them both kicked out forever. Kinetic foam covered most of the campus for weeks afterward, and they both met Rowan when she designed the machine that eventually disposed of the foam.

Isla smiled into her glass, heat flushing through her as she caught Vaant watching her with a distinct hunger, despite all the food they'd just eaten. "I still owe Rowan for that. I think my career would have ended very quickly if she hadn't been able to get the mess off the Newton statue."

Vaant smiled, teeth flashing white in the dim light, and the beads and bones clicked in his hair as he shook his head. "I cannot imagine you making that kind of trouble. Griggs, sure. But you look too sweet. You look like a rule-follower, through and through."

"A rule-follower? Too sweet?" Isla raised her eyebrows in challenge as she sat forward. "You, sir, don't know a thing about me. I'm the reason Griggs had to learn so many different martial arts."

"I find that hard to believe." His smile grew as he leaned back on his couch, arms along the masses of pillows until he took up practically the entire space.

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