If someone could go ahead and explain to me what a bear is, that would be great.
Orze
Becoming stranded on a strange planet is just another on a long list of things that have gone wrong in my life. The one bright spot? Trina. I'll do anything to protect her from the murderous drones that are hunting us, and anything to protect her from me. If only she'd stop running straight into danger to try and save us.
Trina
The problem with doing something brilliant is that everyone expects you to be able to replicate that brilliance, even when the things they're asking are impossible. And the one person on the planet who seems to notice that I'm becoming unhinged, is Orze, the big, cranky tholkon smuggler who has appointed himself as my head of security. And when he's not irritating me, all I can think about is what it would be like to be wrapped up in his muscles. And I wouldn't mind a taste of his two big. you know. If only I could get him to stop running into danger to protect me.
Because when I finally have him, I'm going to learn more about myself and my big Papa Bear than I ever expected.
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