Chapter 8

Riddick walked back to his room, struggling to keep a goofy grin off his face. He didn't have any work today, so when he got to his room he took a shower, shaved, and crashed. Lying in his bed, he automatically missed the warmth and feel of Bobby's body next to and pressed against his.

Bobby was sitting in the mess hall sipping a very good cup of soup when she saw Riddick come in. She snorted into her broth and looked away, seeing him pass her table on his way to his own table after getting his food. She downed the rest of her soup and stood, leaving the mug on the table. Even though she couldn't see through the dark goggles covering his eyes, she knew that he was watching her so she put in a little extra sway to her hips as she walked out of the mess hall.

She was lying on her bed late at night when her door slid open and Riddick walked in, the door slid closed behind him and he removed his black tank top. She grinned and sat up as he walked closer. He crawled onto the bed and stopped when he was level with her.

"You little vixen, swinging your hips the way you did, making me want you right then." He said and they kissed as he pushed her down onto the bed.

Riddick rocked into her and she brought him over the edge with her. He lay on her panting against her shoulder, feeling as tremors ran through her body. He rolled to the side and looked up at the ceiling, hearing her giggle.

"What?" he asked looking at her, brushing a sweaty lock of hair off of her face.

"You make sex fun." She said and he snorted.

"You must have not gotten any until I came onboard."

"Except for that one time when I lost my virginity, nope. And that one time was so not fun." She said and got up.

"Where you going?" he asked sitting up.

"I am going to go take a bath." Bobby said and padded naked into the bathroom; he made no move to get up. He heard the faucets turn on, run for a little while then turn off and then he got up.

Bobby kept the lighting purposely low incase Riddick decided to join her. She didn't drop any hints that she wanted him to, but she was hoping that he would gain temporary telepathy and read her mind. She was sitting with her back against the black marble, her head back and her eyes closed. She heard the door slide open but she didn't open her eyes, just made room for him. She felt the water shift and heard him climb in. He brought her back against his chest and held her in his arms in the comfortably hot water. She looked at him and smiled.

Riddick looked into her pure green eyes, seeing...what was that? Love? Did he really see love in her eyes, for him? He couldn't possible be seeing it, but he was and it was clear as day. It'll probably be a while before she realizes that she loves him, but she does. Suddenly he was very scared, but he stayed in the large tub with her in his arms. She closed her eyes and leaned back against him.

She was very comfortable, very warm, and very tired. She leaned back against him closing her eyes and felt her self start to drift off. She let her self fall asleep, confident in the fact that Riddick wouldn't let her drown.

When she woke up she was in her bed, completely naked. Riddick's arm was around her waist and he was asleep. His hand on her waist tightened for a moment then relaxed and he gave out a low growl. She looked at him but he was still asleep, his face set in a snarl. She brought a hand up and smoothed out his brow the best she could with her thumb and he grabbed her wrist, hard, his eyes snapping open. The ferocity and savagery in those mercury orbs was frightening.

"Riddick?" she asked cautiously and his eyes emptied of emotion.

"Bobby?" he asked and she nodded. He loosened his hold on her wrist and brought her hand to his lips, kissing her palm. "I should get going. You going to let me this time?"

"Yes, I am very tired." She said and he released her hand, getting off the bed and starting to get dressed, she watched as he did. He left without a word to her and she relaxed, drawing her covers up to her chin and falling back to sleep.