Krysta Prodor
Krysta works on maintenance of the Pendrae Space Station air filtration system. Daron shows every sign of falling in love with her.
For the life of him Daron couldn’t remember how he’d connected with her at Big Luis’ party, but it didn’t really matter. He had. They had left the party to have supper, gone on to a lounge, and then to his portel. She had said she worked on the space station, but that today was her day off. So there had been no time pressure. They had talked, had something more to eat, and eventually found themselves in bed. She had been good there too, in a quiet, shy sort of way that was a piquant contrast to Hidi.
Now she was curled up in an armchair quietly reading. He didn’t know when he’d seen anyone reading since he left home. His sister Elvira had always had a book called up. He found he liked the sight of her there.
“Good morning.” His smile was amused now. She was so lost in the book she didn’t know he was awake.
Looking up from her book Krysta said, “Oh, you’re awake. I didn’t know if I should leave before you woke or not. I suppose I should go now and get some things done.” She put her compad in her purse.
“There’s no need to leave. You said it’s your day off. So why don’t we spend it together?” Galaxy, why had he done that, not gently eased her out as he’d planned to do?
Excerpt from Octagla 1: Slingshot Play
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