> He wiped his lips with his napkin and stood, finishing his meal. He stooped
to kiss
> her, though, on his way out, taking the back door to avoid most of the
press.
What he did not see was that the kiss cleared the dining area of reporters.
Now, even the least voracious of the lot had a story to report.
Carrhae finished her breakfast, knowing that the moment she stepped out of the
dining area, she would face questions. Finally, she stood and headed for her
office.
As she left things seemed to have quieted down, but it was only temporary.
The press thugs looked up from filing reports and images of the two together
to see her leaving. They swarmed almost instantly.
"Admiral, it appears that you and Dr. Brennan are romantically involved.
Do you have a comment? What do you think Admiral Lasiter will say to this?"
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"How long have you been hiding your relationship with Starfleet's Surgeon
General?"
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"When are you getting married?"
"What has the Romulan Ambasssador said about your involvement with a relative
of hers?"
The flury of questions was .... dissapointing...
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