Quartz (Galaxy Playmates 2)

Quartz was a Galaxy Playmate. Men coveted her, and women envied and despised her. She knew other women were jealous and would give anything to be her. She was a dancer, a stripper, a star, and she was beautiful. Her platinum blond hair, light blue eyes, and skin as pale as snow were her trademarks. She had the tan bleached from her features, making her look pure, innocent. Dare she think it? Virginal.

Lord Maximus had given her the name Quartz. He nicknamed all his women after precious metals and gemstones and all the bodyguards were named after mythological Earth Gods, mainly because they all looked like Gods. The names stuck and it got to the point no one even cared to use their real name anymore. It was show business after all and they were living the illusion so many fantasized over.

"Lord Maximus doesn't seem all that convinced it's just a crazy fan having a good time," Thor said. "He thinks your life might be in danger."

"Lord Maximus is a sourpuss, always has been." Quartz chuckled, wiggling in her seat. The low tone of his voice was making her hot. "My life isn't in danger. It's probably some guy whose marriage proposal I turned down. He's just trying to scare me into reconsidering."

"You should take more care with yourself, Miss Quartz." Thor still didn't look at her and she made a small face at him in defiance.

"Well," she purred, "as I see it, it's your job to take care of me and my... ah... personal needs, Mr. Thor. Mars didn't do such a hot job of it. I would hate to have you lose your job like he did."