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The general’s eyes flicker in anger.
“You’ll take him,” he growls, his voice low, a threat lingering underneath the surface.
Ferguson swallows the lump in his throat.
I don’t have enough eyes for this conversation. I want to stare at the Zoran General, who is flexing his muscles, and at Captain Ferguson, who is trembling in the presence of two powerful aliens, and at Kazim, the barely dressed blue warrior, at his broad shoulders, his sculpted abs, his shorts which can barely contain his greatness… but I can’t see any of those things because his radiant eyes, as purple as amethysts, demand my attention.
“W-why is he not in uniform?” Ferguson says, trying to sound authoritative.
“There was no time,” the general answers. “Find a use for him.”
“How am I supposed to do that?!”
“You’ll think of something, Captain,” the general says. He nods and strides out the office, leaving us three alone.
Ferguson looks at me, a mixture of fear, humiliation and anger in his crystal blue eyes. Then, I see them light up, as if a lightbulb has gone off in his head.
“Kazim?”
“Hm?” the alien warrior growls.
“From now on you’re Dr. Graham’s personal bodyguard. Don’t let her out of your sight.”
The blue, half-naked warrior smirks and I feel my heart sink.
Oh please no.
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