Chapter 7: Fiery Passion

Kaylee smiled with joy as he reached out, cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. It was just like she’d always imagined it, only better. His lips pressed against hers with enormous passion, his hands moved down to her waist and she ran her fingers through his hair. It was amazing. His hands caressed her every curve, fingers tips lingering just long enough to leave her desperate for more. He finally broke the kiss and looked deep into her eyes.

“Kaylee…” He breathed, his voice gruff and deeper than usual.

That’s odd thought Kaylee he almost sounds like…

“Kaylee!” Barked Mal’s voice over the intercom, waking her from her reverie “Get down to the gorram engine room, I need you!”

She grounded and dragged herself up off the bed. Why could he never interrupt her when she was dreaming about boring stuff, like getting grease out of her overalls or sorting out the garbage? Slowly she climbed the ladder out of her bunk and half-sleep walked her way to the engine room. Mal was standing in the door way, arms folded, stern look on his face.

“Kaylee, would you mind telling me what in the hell’s going on?”

“I really don’t know what you mean Cap’n” Said Kaylee, still groggy.

Mal scowled and pointed inside the engine room. Kaylee followed his gaze and gasped as she saw what he was pointing at. That entire engine room was full of smoke and there were sparks coming off the engine very alarmingly. She rolled up her sleeves and ran to tend to her precious Serenity, while Mal stalked off, muttering something in Chinese about “Women” and “negligence”.

After about an hour of slogging away, Kaylee finally managed to get the engine to stop sparking. She mentally kicked herself for letting things get so out of hand but at the same time she knew that if Mal wouldn’t be so stingy when it came to buying new parts then things like this would become a rarity. Exhausted, she lay down in her hammock with some paper with the intention of writing a list of all the things the