Juliette hummed a tuneless ditty to herself as she bustled about her small apartment. She could never imagine how, given the dimensions of her place, she had such ongoing problems with misplacing things. At the moment, she was in the midst of an expedition to locate the jade earrings that Stefan had given her for Christmas. They simply had to be here somewhere, she chided herself.
She wanted to look her best for him tonight. They had been seeing each other for about five months now and things were beginning to evolve from casual to serious. This was a state of progression that she had long since been ready for but that seemed unattainable to her. Obviously, Stefan had commitment issues, or so the articles in Redbook would lead her to believe.
She could live with that, she supposed. She had been living with it for a while now. She preferred to think that his old world, old school nature led him to treat her more circumspectly than she might have preferred. She reminded herself that, in spite of the shrinking of the planet by electronic overload, people from other places than you still had their own ways. Stefan must be one such.
She’d met him while on holiday. She’d indulged herself with a whirlwind tour of Europe’s most famous tourist spots before coming home to settle into her new career as a business to business sales consultant for a Fortune 500 powerhouse.
Bedazzled by the sights and sounds and ambience of Paris, she had stumbled and, quite literally, landed in his lap at a street-side café. He was tall and dark and polished, with the patrician features and flawless manners one might associate with the scion of some Old-world royal family fallen on different times.
They had spent an entertaining day together before the requirements of her schedule swept her away from him and on to an entirely different country, with no chance to do more than sigh and move along.
Imagine Juliette’s surprise two months later when her last appointment of an otherwise unremarkable day happened to be a Stefan Inostrani, a lawyer and employee of one of her newer clients. Yes, it was him! Whether by providence or by design, Fate had brought them back together. She learned that, while he travelled extensively, he was assigned to an office not more than a short taxi drive from her home.
While what they had could scarce be called a whirlwind romance, it was definitely coming to a point where it was more than just a dinner-and-drinks association. While Juliette initially appreciated his intentions to keep his hands to himself, enough was enough. She had set her sights on escalating things tonight and escalate she would!
Tonight would be very memorable for the distinguished and reserved man she had, only recently, come to see as solid material for a lifetime commitment. It was his birthday and she intended to make it one birthday he would never, ever forget. While she had a discreetly-wrapped box with a necktie inside that cost her nearly a week’s wages, that was not at all what she intended his true present to be. That would be something softer and warmer and infinitely more precious – namely, her.
In a taxi bound for her place, Juliette congratulated herself on the night so far. She’d pulled out all the stops and taken Stefan to a place she could never have even gotten drinks at without the phone call her boss had made on her behalf. Stefan had been delighted by the necktie and equally delighted by the drop-dead ravishing woman Juliette had transformed herself in to for the occasion. It could only get better from here, she smiled.
Two hours later, she found herself slipping into a delightful post-orgasmic fugue state. Stefan had proved somewhat reluctant but oh so wonderfully adept when she had finally gotten him out of his Saville row suit and in to her naked embrace. As they coupled together again and again, she couldn’t help but think he would never, ever forget this birthday night. That thought left her warm and happy as she drifted into a satisfied sleep beside him.
He waited quite some time before her slow, measured breathing convinced him she was truly asleep. With a slight frown of concentration, he shifted. When his true form had asserted itself, S’tth-ra-kambura ran a multi-clawed appendage along the human female’s side and let it rest upon her flat stomach. A tendril of thought confirmed what he already suspected to be the case. Success had been achieved.
The sound he made was his species version of a chuckle and would have frozen her blood in her veins had Juliette been awake. Yes, he mused, she had given him a very special gift indeed this night. Command had insured him, when he had agreed to come to this world as a clandestine observer; all existing data indicated that these beings could, indeed, be implanted with his offspring. He was most thoroughly pleased to find that, for once, it appeared Command was actually right about something.
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