Chapter Three
Awkward Moments…
Paul gave a sigh when gathered Marla's clothing and walked to the now closed bathroom. He opened the door, not bothering to knock on it. He blinked when he saw her form. He never really seen it before… Well he has seen it clothed but other than that… never. She was slim but got all the right curves in all the right places.
When she turned around, he briefly saw her… Um… front. The chest area was slightly bigger than the other females on their planet. She was truly a sight to behold. He jumped when the sound out her surprised squeak filled his ears.
"Paul! Don't you know how to knock?!" She squeaked as she covered her top half with her arms and crossed one of her legs over the other.
"Oh… Um… Here." He said as he held out the folded clothes.
She snatched them up, turning pink. "Um… Thanks… Paul."
"Yeah…No problem, babe." He smirked with a wink before scurrying off.
She stood there frozen in shock as she tried to process what happened. Did Paul, someone she had known for all her life, on both her home planet and Earth, just saw her naked? And didn't seem to want to want to look away. That was so strange… And embarrassing. Her best friend, someone she had like for as long as she could remember, just saw her naked. Oh dear god…
Moments she came out as she straightened her hair with her fingers. She sat on the recliner that was behind the passenger seat.
"How did you guys do that?" Graeme asked in awe. "How did you go invisible?"
"Oh, it's camouflage response." Paul said.
"Well, like Predator?" Graeme asked with a bright smile.
"Exactly, altough we can only do it
while holding our breath." Marla added as she popped up being the passenger seat.
"You can do it anytime you want?" Graeme asked.
"Anytime." Paul said, imitating a predictor from the movie, using his fingers to form the pincer like mouth and did the deep scratchy voice.
"That's just like it …" Graeme laughed with Marla as Paul did funny noises and hand gestures.
Their fun was soon cut short by Clive growling and hitting the steering wheel a few times.
"Am I the only sane person here?! Eh?! It's alright for you two, isn't it?! You'll go back to area 51 … we'll be arrested for
harboring a fugutive! And sent to Guantanamo Bay!" He snapped, angrily.
Marla and Paul look at each other before looking at the two.
"How about we go make us bagels and coffee?" Paul said as he slapped Marla's leg and walked away.
She got to her feet and followed him to the kitchenette, leaving the two to talk it out.
"Look...Marla…Sorry about earlier…" Paul said after a whiles silence as he looked through the fridge.
"Um…Don't worry about it… It's fine." She said, shyly as she got to work making Graeme and Clive coffee.
"Though I have to admit…You do look pretty hot without clothes." Paul stated and yelped when she hit the back of his head.
"Paul… Knock it off!" She yelped as her face turned dark with blush.
She blinked as he straightened up and stood in front of her, putting his hand on either side of the counter and in turn, trapping her.
"Paul…" She mumbled as she watched him close the space between them.
Paul paused, his lips meer inches from hers. He then suck air through his teeth before straightening up, grabbing the two bagels and put them on his finger. He walked off, with a satisfied smirk on his smug face and leaving her frozen in shock.
