When she had said she’d see him later, Halai knew she’d make good on his offer. There was something about the man that she couldn’t describe and when combined with her deep awareness was impossible to ignore. It wasn’t electric in the way that desire and passion could be, but there was something deeply sensual about it and while it intrigued her, she also felt sad and lonely. She was doing her best to move on, but it was hard and Halai knew she couldn’t pretend otherwise.

Arriving at the doctor’s quarters, she hadn’t bothered to really change, but she left her jacket back in her quarters and was still wearing the same jeans and t-shirt from earlier. She pressed the chime and waited patiently.

~Halai Cosgrove