"You never can tell with this ship," he murmured, giving her a smile. "Tell me 'bout what you saw," he said, his fingers traveling around her throat, fingertips sliding down inside her uniform top.

His hands moved to her hips and he lifted her easily onto the biobed. "My grandmother used to put her hand here," he said, dipping into the front of her shirt, stroking her collarbone, "though sometimes she checked it this way too," he murmured, putting his lips on her forehead.