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“Which means I’m right, right?” I pressed.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around me. “I was thinking about how I wanted this moment to last forever, how I wish I’d met you ten years ago. In fact, I wished I’d met you back on my home planet, as far from here as it’s possible to get.”

There was an undertone to his meaning, and it took me a moment to realize what it could be. I pulled back from him and gauged his expression, watching carefully for how he responded to my next question:

“How long is your sentence?”

The lines of concern at the corners of his golden eyes deepened and I knew I’d struck a chord. He shifted his eyes from mine, took a sitting position on the edge of the bed, and wrung his hands.

“I wanted to tell you the first time we met,” he said. “But each time we did, I didn’t want to ruin the moment. I wanted to remember our time together as something special. It is special.”

“Remember our time together?” Panic hitched into my throat. “Why would you have to remember it? Why can’t you be here with me for years to come?”

He looked over at me and away again. He took my hands in his and my heart was fit to bursting. “There’s something I need to tell you. I was sent here to serve a sentence… of ten years.”

Ohara might have used his ability and spun the room on its axis for all the effect on me.

“But… you’ve already served ten years…”

“Almost.”

“Almost?” I said, my throat hoarse and dry. “How almost? How much longer do you have left to serve?”

“Including today?” he said. “Three days.”

I just sat there, stunned. Three days? I shook my head, convinced I mustn’t have heard him properly.

“Excuse me?” I said in a voice that did not betray my panic.

“Three days,” he repeated.

And still, it didn’t sink in. Surely there was some mistake?

I had finally fallen for someone, someone I thought I could love… someone who had fought for me, bled for me… and he was going to be gone in three days?

I wanted to argue. I wanted to spit and rage and tear the walls down.

I’d been abducted and forced to be a Prize for these alien inmates, and now that I had finally found a silver lining, that it didn’t have to be as bad as I thought… now I find out that the alien I had lost my heart to — and yes, I freely admitted that I had fallen head over heels in love with him… was going to leave me?

I couldn’t just sit there. I began to breathe hard, hyperventilating. I paced up and down.

“I tried to tell you…” Ohara said, hanging his head. “But the right moment never seemed to come.”

I could have been mad at him… but the truth was, I wasn’t mad at him at all. I was mad at the situation. I hated that we were going to soon be parted, that there was nothing I could do about it, and…

I took a deep breath. I looked at Ohara’s hangdog expression, his own despair at our situation. He felt the same way I did. I walked up to him and opened my arms.

He flinched — and I realized he actually thought I was going to strike him! — and wrapped my arms around him, pulling his head in between my breasts that hung on either side of his face.

“You’re not mad?” he said.

“I’m mad as hell!” I snapped before softening my tone. “But not at you. Should you have told me sooner? Yes. Would it have changed anything? No, not much. And I don’t want to ruin the final few days we have together with something negative like this.”

He smiled up at me. “You’re amazing. Most other females would have bitten my head off.”

I glanced down at his member, resting in his lap. “There will be plenty more time for that later,” I said, licking my lips and leaving no mystery as to what I was referring to.

His growl was audible, like a big lion, and might have been scary if I hadn’t heard it dozens of times already. As he laid me down and began to sup at me, I was a little distracted.

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