“Zo?,” Dad said, “can I have my PDA back?”
I had taken Dad’s PDA because he’d set the exact time the Magellan would skip from the Phoenix system to Roanoke, and used it to count off the last few minutes before the jump. I had my own PDA, of course; it was in my pocket. No doubt the vid-cap of me smooching Enzo was waiting for me in my in-box, just like it was in the in-boxes of all our friends. I made a note to myself to plot revenge against Gretchen. Sweet, merciless revenge. Involving witnesses. And farm animals. But for now I gave Dad back his PDA, gave him a peck on his cheek, and found my way back to Enzo.
“So,” Enzo said, and smiled. God, he was even charming when monosyllabic. The rational part of my brain was lecturing me about how infatuation makes everything seem better than it is; the irrational part (meaning, most of me) was telling the rational part to get well and truly stuffed.
“So,” I said back, not nearly as charmingly, but Enzo didn’t seem to notice.
“I was talking to Magdy,” Enzo said.
“Uh-oh,” I said.
“Magdy’s not so bad,” Enzo said.
“Sure, for certain values of ‘not so bad,’ meaning ‘bad,’” I said.
“And he said that he was talking to some of the Magellan crew,” Enzo said, forging along (charmingly). “They told him about an observation lounge on the crew level that’s usually empty. He says we could get a great view of the planet there.”
I glanced over Enzo’s shoulder, where Magdy was talking animatedly to Gretchen (or at her, depending on one’s point of view). “I don’t think the planet is what he’s hoping to view,” I said.
Enzo glanced back. “Maybe not,” he said. “Although to be fair to Magdy, certain people aren’t exactly trying hard not to be viewed.”
I crooked an eyebrow at that; it was true enough, although I knew Gretchen was more into the flirting than anything else. “And what about you?” I said. “What are you hoping to see?”
Enzo smiled and held up his hands, disarmingly. “Zo?,” he said. “I just got to kiss you. I think I want to work on that a little more before moving on to anything else.”
“Ooh, nicely said,” I said. “Do these lines work on all the girls?”
“You’re the first girl I’ve tried them on,” Enzo said. “So you’ll have to let me know.”
I actually blushed, and gave him a hug. “So far, so good,” I said.
“Good,” Enzo said. “Also, you know. I’ve seen your bodyguards. I don’t think I want them to use me for target practice.”
“What?” I said, mock-shocked. “You’re not frightened of Hickory and Dickory, are you? They’re not even here.” Actually, Enzo has a perfectly good reason to be utterly terrified of Hickory and Dickory, who were already vaguely suspicious of him and would happily cycle him out an airlock if he did anything stupid with me. But there was no reason to let him know that yet. Good rule of thumb: When your relationship is minutes old, don’t freak out the new squeeze.
And anyway, Hickory and Dickory were sitting out this celebration. They were aware they made most of the humans nervous.
“I was actually thinking of your parents,” Enzo said. “Although they seem to be missing, too.” Enzo motioned with his head to where John and Jane had been standing a few minutes before; now neither of them were there. I saw Savitri leaving the common area as well, as if she suddenly had someplace to be.
“I wonder where they went,” I said, mostly to myself.
“They’re the colony leaders,” Enzo said. “Maybe now they have to start working.”
“Maybe,” I said. It was unusual for either John or Jane to disappear without telling me where they were going; it was just a common courtesy. I fought back the urge to message them on my PDA.
“So, the observation lounge,” Enzo said, getting himself back to the topic at hand. “You want to check it out?”
“It’s on the crew deck,” I said. “You think we might get in trouble?”
“Maybe,” Enzo said. “But what can they do? Make us walk the plank? At worst they’ll just tell us to get lost. And until then we’ll have a heck of a view.”
“All right,” I said. “But if Magdy turns into all tentacles, I’m leaving. There are some things I don’t need to see.”
Enzo laughed. “Fair enough,” he said, and I snuggled into him a little. This new boyfriend thing was turning out just fine.
We spent some more time celebrating with our friends and their families. Then, after things had settled down enough, we followed Magdy and Gretchen through the Magellan and toward the crew observation lounge. I thought sneaking into the crew area might be a problem; not only was it easy, but a crew member coming out of an entrance held it open for us.