Bren's Blessing by Pearl Tate

Author:Pearl Tate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pearl Tate
Published: 2020-02-03T18:57:14+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

- Hannah

I’m semi-dressed—in a sheet—when Bren comes back. Sitting on the bed, I’ve been trying to compile a list of questions that make the most sense to ask and contemplating their order. It would be nice to get as many answered as possible before he gets pissed and takes off again but some of the more sensitive ones are the most likely to inspire him to leave!

He doesn’t come in alone though. At first, I’m petrified. It’s the doctor and another alien who is huge. And when I say huge, I mean fucking way big. He has to be eight feet tall and everything is proportional. Big head, big body, big feet…

I think you get the general idea.

The new massive guy immediately sits down in the chair just inside the door while Bren moves to sit by me on the bed. I’m so taken aback by these new circumstances that I don’t even push him away as he wraps his arms around me and tugs me into his lap. “It’s fine, Hannah. Relax.” He kisses my head and squeezes me tighter.

At once, I feel safer and relieved that he isn’t going to just pass me off. It might only be a short reprieve but I’ll take it. “Don’t worry, Hannah. I know you are worried but we will work this out.” His soft voice in my ear, brings me back down to Earth. I guess that isn’t right though! I’m not on Earth.

I turn my eyes to Atticus. “What did you do to me?” His puzzled look just makes me angrier as he tries to act all innocent in this. “The tattoos on me!” I wave my hands in the air and towards my shoulders, like I’m trying to cool down or something. The fact that I’m close to tears again makes me livid.

“Tattoos?” Atticus and Bren repeat the word back at the same time. Atticus shrugs acting all confused and looking at Bren over my head. It’s the huge man in the corner who answers. “Tattoos in her language are markings put on the skin with a primitive needle and ink. I’m Brock and work with Atticus. It’s understandable that they’re confused with your words. Tell me, doesn’t getting tattoos hurt?”

His question makes me smile despite the seriousness of this accusation. “Yes, but the result is usually nice. When people get them done, they plan them out and they always have a meaning.” That might be stretching it a bit, but it works for my purposes. I turn my eye daggers to Bren behind me, twisting in his lap. “I don’t remember agreeing to anything. Are these a sign of ownership? Like a brand?”

The sputtering laughter from the chair behind me doesn’t make me turn. Bren just looks confused. “Don’t try to look so innocent. I want to know if these mean you own me since they’re the same as the ones you have.” Understanding finally dawns on his face but it’s Brock who answers.

“Look at me Hannah.” Brock is unbuttoning his gray suit, exposing his muscle-defined but unmarked chest.

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