Chapter 10
When she woke up she was lying in his arms and realized she was in his bed in his quarters and remembered yesterday's events. He was still soundly asleep and she watched his beautiful clear lined face, his dark hair and one of his elegant looking Vulcan ears. She smiled, he looked a bit like a chika from a Bajoran fairy tale her mother has read to her as a child out of an old book with colored pictures.
Then he yawned and stretched and opened his eyes. He startled slightly when he saw her. 'Good morning' she said good-naturedly.
'Good morning' he answered, she felt a blush rising to his head. She remembered the odd 'mind meld' that had happened yesterday and figured she must still be somewhat telepathically connected to him, which was quite weird for someone unfamiliar with telepathy.
She quickly rose to spare him the awkwardness. It was painful for her that he seemed to be embarrassed at being in bed with her, but he might just need a few moments to process the chain of events.
Under the shower she wondered how Vulcans handled situations like this. She had always assumed that Vulcans were 'above' sexuality, but now she didn't know what to think anymore. She realized that she might have been a bit naive, after all as a gendered humanoid species they had to reproduce in roughly the same manner as everyone else and he didn't behave much different yesterday night than her two ex-boyfriends, Talkar and Joicin, had on similar occasions - if you don't count that (really mind-blowing) telepathic stuff. But then none of her former boyfriends had been uptight types embarrassed about their own feelings...this was going to get messy...
She sighed and stepped out of the shower. Vorik had put on a sleeping gown and was busy restoring everything to order. When she – still stark naked – started to pick together her clothing piece by piece Vorik averted his eyes and rushed into the bathroom with a fresh uniform in has hands.
'You've already seen me naked, remember?!' she yelled in the direction of the closed door, 'I don't mind!'. And she wondered if she should start to regret what happened right now. She sighed and then quickly put her clothes on and yelled through the closed door, 'I'm late for my shift, see you later.' She didn't wait for any response, but hurried to engineering trying to put him out of her mind, but she had a bad feeling about this. Part of her said that he probably is a bit overwhelmed with the events and needed some time to process his experiences, but another part wondered if he would ever look again at what had happened and she wasn't sure that he might not just act as if nothing had happened or just make another comment about logic.