Charles strode through what he had been told was downtown in the small town of Amor, though there weren’t any buildings that were more than a couple of stories tall. It was refreshing. They looked older, but were built in an old adobe fashion, and Charles found himself drawn into each one, wanting to explore what it held. He had arrived just that morning, but he already knew that he was going to enjoy his week here.
Too bad that woman—Bev, wasn’t it?—had just been on her way out. And she would be on the flight with Galactic Enterprises, judging by the symbol on the bus she had boarded. He had watched her from the elevator until the bus had departed, wishing he could be on it with her. The way she had stumbled through her apology was endearing, and it didn’t hurt that she was beautiful as well. The only drawback was that to a
