Kila had mentioned it in amazement from the very beginning after Roseʼs first medical scan. She hadnʼt been able to get over the unlikelihood of the first advanced sentient in five hundred years being so like them. Of course, it wasnʼt chance that had brought her their way, he knew now. It was Sazo. Trying to please her. To find her a place where she would fit in. But sexually compatible was very different to sexually appealing, and he had felt the appeal almost from the moment heʼd met her. It had started on the first walk they took, was strengthened in their flight up to the Barrist from Harmon, and then had burst into hot, painful life at the pool, when heʼd first touched her. The playfulness, the joy in her, pulled him even deeper under her spell now. She was stripped naked beside him and her hands explored his body, his own hands tracing the soft, smooth curve of her waist, cupping the deliciously heavy breasts.
