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However, my efforts to conquer the beautiful clairvoyant were noticed by someone... I caught the displeased glance of the frowning first mate at the meeting where I announced the decision to destroy the spy drone. His empathic abilities began to strain me... the man in love with me was looking with obvious anxiety at Akhala who was sitting at the common table, as if he was trying to read her intentions regarding me... I bet this sly fellow had already planned the seduction of our guest and he was not the only one. But Akhala, with a soft smile, did not take her admiring eyes off me... what had she fantasized about me? I again threw her an interested glance.

I was distracted by the staff on urgent matters and did not have time to intercept her to escort her to the cabin assigned to her... Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Miru had already offered her a light cocktail at the bar to relax.

- I don't drink alcohol... - Akhala politely declined the treat, looking away in embarrassment.

- Why is that? - he had already used all his charm.

- Well, I'm a telepath... the neurons of my brain simply won't understand such violence against them...

- Oh, really? - his seductive smile flashed. - Neurons... they're so vulnerable... Of course, you can't kill them with alcohol, especially yours... It's amazing how beautiful psychics can be... who would have thought that I would meet such a gentle, graceful creature on this vessel, who could penetrate the depths of space with her mind. How does it work?

... Bastard... what is he doing? Taking away my prey! Screw you... Miru! I'll have to give him a sign that I... miss him and give him a beating for his impudent flirting with this sweet woman... Damn it! Am I jealous? But whom?

Of course, my confusion didn't escape his perception... spoiled mentalist! He glanced at me sideways, giving the lady gallant compliments.

- Do you mean how my brain is able to get hidden information from invisible worlds? - Akhala asked shyly. - There are many scientific works written about this phenomenon, which can be found in the Coalition archives... Surely you have the access.

- I have already read about it... and I also want to be one too, although it is known that this ability is more common in women... How did you develop it?

- Stop tormenting our beautiful guest, Miru… she needs to rest, - I bit my lower lip slightly, approaching them. - If only someone knew how to become a psychic...

Grabbing Akhala by the elbow, I led her away from the annoying attention of the first mate to provide her with a cabin to rest. He smiled sarcastically, also biting and slightly licking his lip, and narrowed his eyes with such a hint that at a convenient opportunity someone would drag someone else into the closet with the washing robots if I did not give him this woman...

...Here's another! Loser, you, my unfortunate admirer, can wait a long time until we suddenly accidentally bump into each other in a narrow corridor! But I will be ready for this...

And for some reason the back of my head was burning from his flaming gaze... I swear, I felt it without turning around.

Admiring her harmoniously built figure in a blue sheath dress, in addition to her long, chiseled legs, graceful hands - I mentally exposed her on the way to the cabin.

I wanted her very much...

The guest cabin was significantly more comfortable... and a double bed, and larger size... there was even a small window for viewing space, a bar, a personal jacuzzi. Just what you need... for romantic interaction. This place is for special guests and all of this is under my control... After all, I am the owner here... I can allow that… I mentally rubbed my hands with pleasure... and froze at the door, while Akhala looked around the bedroom.

- Cozy! - her eyes sparkled mischievously. - Apparently, I am a VIP person for you...

Suddenly it dawned on her, judging by the slight embarrassment that flashed across her face, that my presence here hinted at a private conversation.

- Commander... - Akhala whispered, looking away. — I got that something arose between us…

— You understood correctly… — I quickly closed the door behind me, trying to put on a charming smile. — I am interested in you as a woman.

— But I… — her elegant hand slid through her hair, confusedly smoothing her springy red curls.

— Excuse me… do you have someone… a lover?

— No… ah-ah, — her cheeks flushed scarlet.

— Did you like Miru?

— I didn't think about it at all, — Akhala jumped away from me, nervously rubbing her hands.

— But you sensed my intentions, since you stayed here?

… From her embarrassed look, it dawned on me that this woman doesn't have a relationship at all, or oh, horror! ...never even happened... It's not surprising, however, when you can read minds, and someone's immodest desires frighten you... at the same time, you need to behave casually, as if nothing is happening between you, and in this case, you try to avoid intimate contact... This is always the case with her, Akhala is simply afraid to start such an interaction with anyone...

Did I misunderstand her charming flirtation?