The Cadet

"Cadet"

EVELYN POV

I woke up from my dream, not pleased at all that it had ended. I glanced around a dark bedroom, saddened to find it empty. I stood up slowly, careful that my unsteady legs didn't give out on me as I quietly made my way to the living room.

Just like McCoy's apartment, everything was a slate grey and navy blue, but there were less empty whiskey bottles. I noticed Spock sitting on the couch with his P.A.D.D.. He wore a long sleeved shirt and dress pants, but no shoes only socks. It was strange to see him so domestic, relaxed.

"Good morning, Cadet, I hope you slept well." He said without looking up at me, taking a sip of what seemed to be coffee. My stomach growled loudly as I thought about coffee and food. For a brief moment, my mind flashed back to my dream where Spock held me as I cried. "I'll take it that you're hungry."

I looked up at Spock who stood in front of me, giving me a quizzical look. Damn that eye brow and smirk thing he does that gets my gears going.

"I mean if you're offering-"

"Please, Cadet, I wouldn't offer if I didn't mean it." Spock said, pulling some ingredients out of the cabinets and fridge.

"What time is it?" I said, glancing around for a clock.

"15:00." Spock replied, tying an apron around his middle.

Had I not been so shocked at the time I might have laughed and teased Spock for his apron.

"Damn, I'm kinda impressed." I whispered, sitting down at the counter. My bare legs were so cold against the cool leather seat of the island stool. I noticed I was wearing a different shirt and a pair of boxer shorts. Something I had not fallen asleep in.

"I fail to see how that's impressive, Cadet." Spock replied. "What I find impressive is you walking half a mile to the Math Building, from the hospital in the middle of a snow storm, barely clothed, without getting caught."

I sheepishly looked up at him, recognizing a scolding when I see one. "One of my many talents?"

Spock rolled his eyes and scoffed at me.

"My god. I've turned you into a mother." I joked, laughing at his entirely human reaction.

"Don't be ridiculous. I could never possibly be a mother I am a male." He said confidently, trying to hide the green tint on his cheeks as he had let his human half slip through just a little bit.

"Oh really? I thought men were supposed to be strong and smart and stuff." I said, freezing partially out of terror but also to see his reaction as that had just slipped out of my mouth without thinking.

To my greatest pleasure, Spock let out a wonderfully full and beautiful laugh that made my insides all warm and tingly.

"I am," he paused to a moment, as if to find the right word. "pleased, to see that you did not lose your sarcastic attitude." He finished, glancing at me while he worked.

"Oh I'm so glad I pleased you, sir."

Spock looked up at me, a hint of something dangerous that excited me behind his eyes as if purposely made certain words with an inflection. I know Spock has better control than to be so affected by a couple of words, but he fully knew what meant when I said them.

"Cadet-"

"I have a name." I interrupted, standing up and making my way to trap him between the counter tops. I placed my hands on either side of his body, preventing him from escaping. Was I a small human girl trying to trap a fully grown, Vulcan man who was thrice my size I a seductive manner? Yes, yes I was. I leaned closely to him, getting up on my tiptoes as if I were going to kiss him. "Use it, Spock."

"Evelyn."

As soon as he said my name I was melted like butter. God, I loved the way he said it. He grabbed my wrist with one hand while grabbing my waist with the other pulled me flush against him. My god, he was practically kissing me with how close we were. He lowered his head and momentarily let his lips linger over the skin of my neck, his hot breath making goosebumps break out all over. He brushed my ear with his lips. "Don't."

He pulled away as he continued to make whatever it was he was making as I stood there trying to calm myself down.

"So, whatchya makin?" I said, gingerly pulling myself to sit on the counter next to the stove, intentionally letting the shoulder of the shirt I was wearing fall down to expose the skin there.

"Food. Please get off of my counter top. I just cleaned it." He said, avoiding eye contact.

"How dare you, I am clean!" I said crossing my arms in protest.

"Perhaps, but maybe those boxers aren't."

My jaw dropped to the floor as I quickly got up and tried to pull the boxer shorts off of me.

"Disgusting! Had I known you were going to splooge all over the inside of these before letting me wear them I would have taken them off ages ago!" I cried pulling them off and throwing them onto the nearby couch.

"Evelyn! I was joking!" Spock said, his hand covering his eyes respectfully.

All I had for underwear was a bright red thong that barely covered the front of me, let alone the back.

"Joking!? You're a Vulcan! You don't joke! You-you calculate and "logically"!" I said, wildly flailing my arms and using air quotes.

Spock barely got a peak at me before he turned around with green-tipped ears. I laughed at him while I made my way back to him for more teasing.

"What? Don't like what you see?" I teased, feigning hurt. "I'm sorry I'm so ugly." I joked, brushing my hand down his arm.

"Evelyn." He said, his voice low and dark, as if warning me.

In hindsight, I should have taken this warning.

"What are you fighting so hard to contain, Spock? Why do you have to turn and push me away?" I questioned, standing in front of him as he avoided my face.

He turned around again to press his palms into the counter top. For a moment, I thought they would give way to the weight he put on them.

"Evelyn, it isn't proper."

"Damn propriety, I-"

"No! Evelyn no! You may get to break rules and throw caution into the wind but I cannot! As a Starfleet professor and Commander I cannot just risk everything for a silly girl!" He shouted, turning a fiery gaze upon me.

I boiled over as he stomped around me, "Forgive me, sir! If memory serves me properly, I wasn't the one who kissed me!" I. Shouted back. "And I'm not the one who is constantly giving mixed signals and being distant one minute then ripping my underwear off the next! If I have become such a problem for you, why don't you just tell me to leave!? Why keep bringing me back just to break me!?" I said, tears brimming my eyes.

"Because I want you!"

I stopped dead in my tracks as we both breathed heavily, our eyes locked in a silent debate as my brain struggled to process what he had said.

"Something about you, Evelyn, makes me incredibly human. Makes me desire you. I cannot explain what it exactly is, but you are so addictive. I cannot simply get enough of you and I am terrified to try." He admitted, barely holding himself together as I stared at him.

"I think I might be in love with you, Cadet."