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But in all those tales, not once did she tell me about a time she fell in love. It was a dangerous thing to do, considering my situation. After all, I was there to become a surrogate with Kren’s sperm. I was there to give birth to the first in a new generation of his species, a species that had almost gone extinct.
He was filling me with billions of tiny swimmers. If I was going to get pregnant, now was the time.
Then why wasn’t I excited that I would be leaving this prison? Why wasn’t I glad I would soon head back to Earth and resume my life as an accountant?
Because I would be leaving him behind. Because I wasn’t sure I wanted to live that life anymore.
Did I want to stay at the prison and continue working as a “Prize” for fighters?
No.
But I wouldn’t mind being Kren’s Prize every day. I wouldn’t mind seeing him and building a life with him…
I stopped and pulled myself up.
There wasn’t going to be a life with him. I was fishing for disaster if I continued down that route.
What if he lost interest in me? Without him, I would get passed from one fighter to another. I would hear the name “Kren” in passing on the lips of an alien and think about the life I could have had back on Earth if I’d just stuck to the plan and become a surrogate. I could have forgotten this whole chapter of my life and relegate it as a nightmare.
But it wasn’t a dream. It was happening. And now I was willing to trick him and use him for my own purposes.
Thinking along those lines didn’t help me or him or anyone else. I had made a deal with the Supervisor and now I had to stick to it.
I glanced up and noticed a picture on the wall. I turned my head to peer at it closer. It showed a simple green image with thick bushes of trees and long streams of vines lit by a bright sun.
“What’s that?” I said.
Kren turned to look at what I was pointing at. When he noticed me peering at the image, he removed it from the wall and slipped it in a drawer.
“Nothing.”
It was clearly something.
“It looked like a landscape of somewhere in the countryside,” I said. “Did you paint it?”
He suddenly looked very nervous. I imagined him as a little boy who’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. It was a far cry from the fearsome warrior the prison knew so well.
“Maybe,” he said.
“Can I see it?”
He hesitated and shook his head.
“It’s nothing. It’s stupid.”
“Let me see it.”
I extended my hand to him.
Still, he wouldn’t back down.
“Okay,” I said, lowering my arm. “I guess you don’t want any more blowjobs from me. Or to use my body anymore.”
His eyes boggled.
I let the blanket drop so I exposed my nakedness and rubbed my leg with my own foot in a way I knew was provocative.
Kren just stared. He didn’t know what to look at first.
