She looked around the rooms. She had to admit the place had potential. A bit of paint and a few good pieces of furniture, and they'd be living in high cotton. Except, she'd wanted them to get to know each other, work at their relationship before they took this step. She needed time to prepare her family. It was only a matter of time before someone told them of their relationship.
"You will learn to respect your warrior."
"Why don't you hold your breath, and we'll see what happens while you wait for me to obey like a good little slave?"
"What really bothers you, Madison?"
She nearly fell over. One should never underestimate this wily Zyrgin warrior. She tended to underestimate how intelligent he was because he talked with an accent. How did she tell him she struggled with accepting that humans would be ruled by an alien race in the centuries to come? That her family would probably disown her if she moved in with him. That her colleagues already gave her strange glances.