Jaxar by Nancey Cummings

Author:Nancey Cummings [Nancey Cummings]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Aliens, Love Story, Romance, Science Fiction Romance, Warriors
Published: 2019-12-31T14:00:00+00:00

Jaxar

The screen flashed with an incoming message. Jaxar swiped to ignore the call, not willing to sacrifice his already thin concentration. The situation with Vanessa—how he fucked up and how he might repair relations between them—occupied his thoughts. He kept his body busy with routine tasks, letting the familiar rhythm of work soothe him. It was a good plan. Such actions had succeeded in the past.

His plan failed.

He avoided his quarters because the empty room reminded him how desperately he wished to share the space and everyday activities with his mate.

His office was a cramped, cluttered room. There was not enough space for a grown male to shake his horns. He’d pick up a project, get distracted or grow frustrated, discard it, and move on to the next project. Half-finished projects took up every surface in the room and only reminded him how he wanted to stay busy to avoid thinking of her.

If he left his office, invariably he encountered someone speaking of her, which he could admit was entirely his fault. He tasked his team to check—not to spy, no matter what Nakia said—on his mate and they were fascinated by the Terran female. Occasionally he spotted her in passing. His body would tense, wanting to go to her and apologize, but his sluggish mind misbehaved and he froze in place. By the time he regained control, she had already ducked through a door or left the corridor.

None of it mattered. He had a large project to oversee, ripe with plenty of distractions which meant he’d never have an idle moment or sit alone in his quarters.

The screen flashed again with another call.

“What?” Jaxar grumbled as he accepted the call.

Stanelle grinned from the screen. “You’ve been avoiding me.”

“I’ve been busy.” True, but he had also been avoiding Stanelle. He did not need further reminders of how those he cared for were leaving him.

“Too busy to answer a wedding invitation?”

“Yes.” Jaxar sighed. “Get on with the criticism. Everyone seems to have something to say.”

“Oh? What did you do?” Stanelle seemed far too gleeful about the prospect of Jaxar having made a mistake.

“I do not wish to talk about it.” There. Problem averted.

“Has that ever worked? You can’t ignore your problems forever.”

Jaxar ran a hand up the back of his head. “A wedding? Dania has already been mated. I attended. Is your memory faulty in your advancing age?”

“That was the engagement party. You know this.” Stanelle scrubbed a hand over his face. The lighting highlighted every wrinkle and sag in his face, casting an aura of weariness over him. “The wedding seems like an excuse to spend all my money.”

“You like parties.”

“I love them. Especially the ones I don’t pay for. Will you attend?”

Jaxar glanced around the crowded room, littered with half-finished projects. “I cannot abandon my duties.”

“That’s shit and you know it.”

“We are in the middle of a very tricky rehab. My clan requires me.”

Stanelle leaned in closer to the screen. “Is that a supply closet?”

“No,” Jaxar replied, caught off-guard by the question.

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