Star-Crossed Alien Mail Order Brides Collection--Volume 2 by Susan Hayes

Author:Susan Hayes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Scroll Publications Ltd.

Chapter Six

Haley roused from sleep grudgingly at first, but when she reached for Torel and only found an empty bed, she sat up fast and looked around in confusion. “Torel?”

He was always there when she woke, either asleep beside her, reading, or watching her with a look of wonder. She liked waking up like that. Liked it more than she cared to admit, in fact.

“I knew I shouldn’t have set the lights so bright. I did not want to wake you. You need more sleep.” Torel was standing near the bed, dressed in the same type of uniform she’d seen him in the first time they had met. The dark material was trimmed in red, and there were gold markings of some kind on his collar, as well as an insignia over his heart.

“You’re kinda overdressed for someone who isn’t allowed to be on duty,” she said.

Torel moved in close and bent down to kiss her forehead. “I’ve been called out for an emergency. I didn’t want to wake you, but I left a note for when you woke up.”

Sure enough, there was a data pad beside her pillow with a few words displayed on the screen.

“You should have woken me.” Emergency or not, she didn’t like the idea of him sneaking out of their bed. Even if it wasn’t really theirs and this wasn’t a permanent thing and she wasn’t falling for him…shit. Guilt and denial washed over her, dousing her anger in an icy wave. Falling for Torel meant betraying Jeff’s memory. She wouldn’t do that. She couldn’t.

Torel stood up and stepped back, his jaw set in a stubborn line she’d come to know too well. “It was my determination that you needed to sleep. I don’t have time to discuss this with you right now.” He turned on his heel and walked away.

“I hope you can save him.”

He didn’t look back, but as he passed through the door, she heard his answer. “So do I.”

The feel of the room changed the second she was alone. It was too quiet, too empty, and even the temperature felt cooler, like Torel had taken all the warmth with him when he left. She rose from the bed and pulled on the first thing she found, which happened to be one of Torel’s shirts. She breathed in his scent and immediately felt less alone. “Nope, no good.”

If just catching Torel’s scent was enough to affect her emotional state, she was in trouble. She stripped naked again and went to the closet to find something else to wear. She selected a pair of pants and a top from the items Torel had brought for her. They were made of a soft, thick, grey and red fabric that reminded her of well-worn flannel pajamas. Perfect.

Once she was dressed, she sat down in one of the chairs and stared out at Earth, trying to gather her thoughts. It wasn’t easy. The Scorching was still making it hard to think clearly. She started by reminding herself where she belonged.

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