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at he was now more knowledgeable,
more urbane, but as he stood there, not pressing the chime, he
realized that that was not the case -- nowhere near it. He still was
uncertain, and knew nothing of what was to come. He knew only that
she was on the other side of this airlock, and that he belonged on
that side, with Miho's -- with his Lady. But, he thought, we will see
how the collar fits Miho's as well. His mouth curled upward in a dark
little smile of which he was unaware.
He might give Miho's a few surprises.
Julian pressed the chime once. In breathless anticipation, he
watched the bay door roll away, and saw the entranceway to Miho's ship
part before him, welcoming him into its dim, ruddy depths. In one
corner, he could just see one of the standing flame lamps.
As if sleepwalking, he moved, his body seemingly taking him forward
of its own volition. Lightheaded, he moved out of the airlock, into
a place beyond normal space, normal time, into the protective circle
of his Lady's ship and his Lady's presence. The entrance slid closed
behind him, cutting him off completely from the station. The same
voice that had commanded him so beautifully during the past time of
surrender and desire floated at him from nowhere.
"My beautiful doctor . . . " and trailed off.
"Lady .
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