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Chapter 10 - Exploit

"Two," Sandra continued. "You say that you were so devastated over what happened that you just had to rush over here... but not before freshening up a bit, obviously." She pointed two fingers in the direction of Miana's face, and the makeup that she had applied just before coming over.

"Putting on makeup helps me relax. Weird, I know, but it's nice to focus on something else for a change."

"Evidence number three," Sandra said, gesturing downward at Miana's body. "Not only did you take the time to put on makeup, but you also changed... into what I have to imagine is the tightest outfit in your wardrobe." She glanced down at Miana's clingy, low-cut t-shirt and undersized blue jeans, obviously enjoying the view.

"Hmm, your hypothesis is getting stronger," Miana said, bending slightly forward at the waist. "But not quite there yet."

"Oh, there you go again," Sandra said. "Corollary to number three: that move, right there."

"What move?" Miana said, doing her best to feign ignorance. "You need to state your case more clearly, Sandra."

Sandra laughed. "You've been doing that all night. That..." she pushed out her own chest to demonstrate. "... move of yours, making sure I get a nice long look at your tits."

"You've been staring at my breasts, Sandra?" Miana asked in mock shock, holding an arm over her cleavage. "You little pervert!"

"Oh, just drop the act, Miana," Sandra said, grinning at Miana's audacity. "Come clean. You've been flirting with me all night. And with all the other evidence I've presented, I'd call my hypothesis fully tested."

Miana bit her bottom lip, hiding her surprise at how well Sandra had read her intentions. She had come over here to get Sandra into bed. But one thing Miana was fairly confident of, was that Sandra had no idea why Miana wanted to seduce her.

If she had just wanted a few hours away from the Cyclops, she could have called any of the other members of the team. Sure, it was a Friday night and maybe one or two of them would have other plans. But Miana was fairly sure that one of the guys would have been free to go out drinking for a bit.

But just a few hours of freedom wasn't enough for Miana. She needed a long break from the fear of hearing that maddening melody. A whole night's sleep without waking up to that beep beep ba-wheep. And while she had an inkling that she could have achieved the same result with one of the guys of the group – she'd definitely caught Terry giving her a few stares here and there – things were complicated enough without causing multiple members of the team to lust after her.

So, it had been Sandra. As guilty as it made her to play with the woman's emotions, Miana told herself that it was better than the alternative. Right now, if she heard that beep beep ba-wheep, she wasn't sure what she would do. Maybe toss herself out of Sandra's third-story window at this point.

"So, your thoughts as a scientist, Ms. Xing?" Sandra said. "Is my hypothesis sound?

Miana brought up a finger. "Counter-argument," she said. "All of the evidence you have presented is merely coincidence. A series of unrelated events that you have misinterpreted. And the cause of that misinterpretation is your own personal biases."

"My biases?" Sandra asked, playful smile on her face. "Are you calling into question my impartiality?"

"I am," Miana responded. "The truth is, you've construed the data in a way that reflects your own desires." She paused, batted her eyes. "That is to say... your overwhelming desire for me to seduce you."

Sandra pursed her lips. "An... interesting theory," she said. "So what you're saying is, my scientific judgment is being impaired by my thoughts of taking you back to my room, stripping you naked, and throwing you down on the bed?"