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“No…” he growls, cutting me off. “Stay in the vehicle, your other human will be here soon.”
“No, he will not.”
Bruce shakes his head. “Stay. In. Your. Vehicle.”
What the hell? That's it. No more Mr. Nice Lady.
I march onto his porch. “What is wrong with you? This is ridiculous.” I point at my car and word vomit out all my frustrations, raising my voice to be heard over the wind and rain, “I came up here to bring you your favorite donuts, because to be truthful, when we met for that short amount of time at the grocery store, I thought there was an attraction between the two of us. And I was hoping you’d eat the donuts and cupcakes and maybe later you’d call me? Those were the thoughts running through my mind when I first arrived. All those plans fell apart when you opened the door and said for me to…to…just leave and go? I mean, who does that? And then I did not expect you to leave me stranded, hungry and thirsty, in my car for over two hours alone in the rain. I would never do that to you, or to anyone. My car normally never causes me a moment’s trouble, but the battery decided to die and needs to be replaced. This is not planned. I mean, I want out of here as much as you want me to leave. All I want is my comfy bed and leftovers from dinner last night.”
“Then wait for your human and you can go home,” he growls.
“Steve Banks just told me there's a pile up on route 40. He said to tell you I have to stay the night here with you. He’s going to pick me up in the morning.”
A muscle twitches in his jaw.
“I can’t call my mom to come and get me because she doesn't see so good when it gets dark and the roads are bad. It would be dangerous for her… and my best friend can’t come either. Basically it’s dangerous to call for anyone to come out here right now, especially when it isn’t necessary. Bruce, I’m stuck out here literally in your driveway and you have a big house with lots of extra bedrooms. What should I do?”
Chapter 3
Bruce
Istare at her without answering because, despite her impassioned speech, I’m not entirely convinced having Willow stay overnight is the right move, but I appear to be backed into a corner. Steve Banks is the most sensible human I’ve met so far on this entire planet and his message to me was for her to remain in my domicile. And that male knows my exact circumstance.
“You can stay,” I finally announce.
“Damn right,” she grumbles.
I open the door wider and step aside, allowing this sexy human to enter my domicile. This might possibly be the worst decision I’ve ever made, but it must be done. I cannot allow her to remain in danger outside in the dark storm, although inside with me is equally dangerous.
My female is glorious when angry. But extreme discomfort courses through my veins at the idea of her coming inside, because I know I will lose all control. I’ve ingested two bags of blood antidote while she’s been nearby and still, all I want is to take her to my bed, strip her naked and sink my aching cock into her heat. On top of that, I want to sink my fangs in her neck and make her mine for the rest of her life.
Knowing this is entirely illegal does not decrease the want and need.
But she is a human who does not understand that I am dishonored, removed from the Korn mating database. Unfortunately, it’s illegal for me to mate. I cannot even pleasure mate because this could lead to blood frenzy. I am expected to remain celibate for the rest of my life.
And yet now, here she is. On my home planet, no female would be trying so hard to remain this close to me, especially when it was obvious I was in a frenzy. They’d be running the other direction and I would be quarantined.
On Earth I’m left to fend for myself but still expected to follow the Korn legal code.
When has a Korn ever been this tempted?
Willow steps inside and I close the door behind her.
We both quietly stand together in the front foyer.
A grand staircase behind us leads to the upstairs rooms. Two openings on either side of us expose large, formal living and dining areas. The hallway behind us leads to a sunlit kitchen, informal dining and a smaller living area that opens to the back of the home. I move to the thermostat and turn it up because I’ve learned that humans become cold much more easily than Korn.
Water drips off her jacket onto the marble floor. She is closer than ever before. That glorious red and golden hair falls in a straight shine past her shoulders. Her green eyes flash fire at me. Her beauty is stunning. I noticed this female that day I was trying to shop at the human market and bring home their food. I walked past an aisle and caught something out of the corner of my eye and came back. Then I had to step closer. And closer. And I couldn’t help myself from eyeing whatever foodstuffs seemed interesting to this particular human. I knew it was wrong and basically illegal to place myself in proximity to a female who caused my body to enflame, but again, the need was too great.
Her height is perfect, the top of her head reaching just beneath my chin. And her slender and yet curvy body was highly alluring that first day, even underneath her baggy clothing.
I’ve concluded that Willow Brand is the reason my receptors lit up the moment I arrived on Earth. A low-level blood frenzy reaction that was irritating but also easy to ignore. I can never decide if I chose this house in the Smoky Mountain region of Earth because my body knew that she was near, or if it was pure accident.
I’ve been living like this, banished and without even a pleasure mate, for the last year. It hasn’t been difficult, until now. Because I’ve wanted no female during this time. Until Willow.
Her scent entered my lungs and thickened my shaft and I had to swiftly leave the establishment. I wanted to speak to her and listen to her voice and her words. Touching her hair sounded wonderful and kissing those lips and her neck… My fangs where throbbing and I would’ve pulled her into my arms and behaved inappropriately. Which would’ve been terrible considering I’m on a primitive planet, not amongst my own species on Korn. And most importantly I’m considered “bad blood” and not able to breed. I might be on an entirely different planet, amongst humans, but the same rules apply.
“Bruce? Bruce.”
