Ky watched the raven-haired beauty walk away much as he had watched Phaedra earlier, just as curious with every bit of the male in him.  Like Phaedra, he was sensing something odd about the bakery.  He was actually in a better mood than he had been since he had awakened under Phaedra’s healing hands from his disease-induced coma.<br/><br/>“Oh, we’re new all right,” Ky murmured in reply to Ally, amusement and very male interest in blue eyes as he studied the creator of such incredible creatures from head to toe.  How much newer, he wanted to say, could he be?  “New to town, new to ----“  He cut himself off from saying ‘Earth’ with a teasing grin.  “Tell Eva you can make catfish for me as much as you like.”<br/><br/>Phaedra’s delicate eyebrows shot up a little.  Now this was more like the Ky she had known, the guns coming out for any charming female in the vicinity. But she wasn’t jealous. How could she be jealous of a force of nature? She could no more keep Kyros Ariston than she could contain the Atlantean zephyr over his home world’s vast oceans in a bottle.<br/><br/>She smiled at Ally with a nod. “We’ve been in town for several weeks now.”  Most of that she had spent in nursing Ky back to health.  By all rights he should be dead, so she was grateful despite his memory loss.  He didn’t remember what they had shared but he was quick enough to pick up the sexual aspect of their relationship.  “In fact, I’m looking for a job until I can get my license to practice as a therapist.”  They still had plenty of money combined from her own hoard and Ky’s accumulated wealth, but if they were to make a life for themselves on Earth, they would need to establish some sort of occupation.  “This is a very nice city.  Have you lived here long? My name is Phaedra, by the way.”<br/><br/>“Kyros,” Ky added, holding out his large, calloused and capable-looking hand for the Earth greeting.<br/>