A low chuckle escaped him when she threw her hands up in the air after the small robot turned and headed down the row. The smile froze on his lips when she turned toward him, as if aware that he was watching what was going on. Her lips twisted in response to his observation of her argument.
His gaze followed her as she moved between the rows towards him. Surprise swept through him when he felt a heat building inside him that had nothing to do with the work he was doing. A silent curse escaped him when he realized his body was definitely not immune to Cassa either. He could never remember being this distracted before. She had been in his thoughts, and his dreams, constantly since the first time he saw her through the glass of the emergency pod.
“The robot is malfunctioning,” she said with a frustrated sigh. “That is the third time this week. We are already shorthanded.”
“Would you like me to take a look at it?” Josh asked, not sure that he could do much, but feeling like he needed to at least offer.
Cassa shook her head. “No, I sent it back to the house. Jesup can take a look at it. He has a knack for repairing them,” she murmured, staring up at him with a sudden look of confusion.
Josh took a step closer to her, as if pulled by an invisible string. They were alone in the far fields, working with the V2 Harvest robots while Jesup, Jemar, and a handful of the other workers from the nearby village worked near the processing center closer to the house.
“Cassa,” Josh murmured, lifting his hand to brush a strand of her loose hair back from her cheek. His hand continued to slide along her jaw to draw her closer. “I’m going to kiss you.”
Her eyes widened and her lips parted on a slight breath of surprise. Josh didn’t wait. Bending forward, he captured her lips in a kiss that both surprised and shocked him. A soft groan escaped him and he deepened the kiss when she stepped closer to him and raised her hands to rest them on his shoulders.
The jolt he felt at their first touch shook him. That had definitely never happened before between him and a woman. While it fascinated him, it also raised a warning flag that this could be dangerous. He ignored it and pushed down his reservations even as he pulled her closer.
Several long seconds later, he pulled back. He drew in a deep breath and stared down into her eyes. He saw confusion mixed with desire.
“You are a very strange man, Joshua Manson,” Cassa whispered, blinking several times.