Chapter 3: Chiana
"Chian-" Aeryn stopped in the middle of the name as she walked into the cargo bay. Only to find Chiana and John...otherwise occupied.
Almost instantly a surge of jealousy and rage swept through her. How could he? Or Chiana, that little tralk!
"Crichton! What are you doing?" she asked, surprised to find herself on the verge of tears.
The answer to her question was a satisfied groan as Chiana's hand sank lower in Crichton's lap.
Without waiting for a spoken answer, Aeryn left, blocking out the sounds coming from behind her.
((am I the only sane one on this ship? I thought he and I...oh, never mind!))
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end chapter 3
"Chian-" Aeryn stopped in the middle of the name as she walked into the cargo bay. Only to find Chiana and John...otherwise occupied.
Almost instantly a surge of jealousy and rage swept through her. How could he? Or Chiana, that little tralk!
"Crichton! What are you doing?" she asked, surprised to find herself on the verge of tears.
The answer to her question was a satisfied groan as Chiana's hand sank lower in Crichton's lap.
Without waiting for a spoken answer, Aeryn left, blocking out the sounds coming from behind her.
((am I the only sane one on this ship? I thought he and I...oh, never mind!))
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end chapter 3
