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“Colorful?” He finally managed to say. “Like… male clothes?”
“Male clothes?”
He looked at himself. His uniform was in all neutral tones – feminine colors – so maybe that wasn’t a good example, but…
“Telfay males tend to wear bright colors. Females prefer neutral colors.”
Sandy cocked her head curiously. “You mean, like brown and beige and white?”
“Yes, exactly.”
“Wait. Are you telling me that your house is considered… girly?”
He grimaced, turning his head. Because yes, it was. And while he didn’t particularly mind feminine colors, it bothered him that every part of his house was like that. Not even in his room – Sandy’s room now, he supposed, since he had been sleeping on a sofa in a drawing room – was allowed to express his need to surround himself with bright colors.
Males were meant to be bright, to be eye catching. That was masculine and passionate, as a male should be. That way, he could catch a female’s eye, her attention. But looking at everything he owned, down to the very uniform that his mother picked for the team, he had not a single bit of brightness in his life.
“Hm,” Sandy hummed softly. “Okay. Interesting. Humans have boy and girl colors too.”
“Really?” He asked, grateful for the subject change.
She nodded. “For us, anything pink is considered to be a feminine color.”
“Pink?” He reared back, surprised. That was a distinctly masculine color.
Sandy laughed. “Right. And blue is considered to be a masculine color.”
Blue. Like his crest that raised as her eyes moved. Appreciation in her bright, green eyes. That bit of color was masculine to her? His crest was a very common color. Certainly not eye-catching enough to be enticing on its own to telfay females without other colors involved.
But Sandy looked impressed as she caught his gaze again. Her smile widened and his heart skipped a beat. She was so pretty. So precious.
“Brown is considered a neutral color for humans,” she continued, looking at her dress again. “It’s plain and inoffensive. Boring, if you’re being ungenerous.”
“Boring,” he repeated, looking at her dress again. “You want more colorful clothing?”
She didn’t say anything for a long moment before saying, “I don’t really know. I’ve always worn things like this. I never considered what I was wearing before but…”
“But what?” He pressed, suddenly eager for more of her. To hear her speak. To give her anything she asked her. He could buy her clothes. He could do that easily. It might be more difficult to find feminine clothes in bright colors, but surely it wasn’t going to be impossible. He would have them specially made for her if he had to.
Though, that might be harder with his daily credz limit…
Whatever. If he had to buy only one article of clothing a day until she got a full wardrobe, then he would do that. If it made her happy. If it made her smile at him again.
“What do you want, Sandy? Tell me,” he begged, reaching for her. Trying to be as confident as she was. But his hand couldn’t stop shaking when he took hers.
She didn’t fight him, however. She didn’t give him that aloof look as he held her hand in his again, enjoying the softness of her palm, the arches of her fingers, just the warmth of her.
She licked her lips, unsure for the first time since he met her, and he wanted to do anything to wipe that look away.
“Sandy?” He started softly, wondering if he should push or back off.
But she focused back on him and smiled, and though it was sad, it was genuine.
“Why did you do the mating scan?” She asked, surprising him.
“Er, I didn’t,” he admitted, confused about the sudden change of subject, but not unwilling to follow it with her. “I mean, I did, but not willingly. My mother tricked me into the scan. She wanted to find my mate so she could control her. You.”
Sandy’s cute little furry brow popped. He wanted dearly to kiss it and find out if those tiny hairs were as soft as they looked.
