Alien Wanted by Julie K. Cohen

Author:Julie K. Cohen
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Science Fiction, Aliens
Publisher: Julie K. Cohen
Published: 2021-02-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

EMILY

Last night, Emily had fallen asleep nestled in Mak’s arms by the lake. Having him curled around her, holding her as he did, made her feel safe and wanted, truly wanted. She would have slept with him, but Mak had carried her back to the guestroom. She’d held onto hope that he’d climb into bed with her up until the last minute when he’d tucked her in and left. That had been a disappointment, but perhaps it was a sign. She hadn’t been able to disclose her dark truth, and on some level, he knew he couldn’t be with her until she learned to be honest with him.

She didn’t want this time with Mak to end, but she couldn’t go on deceiving him. Vonnich knew who and what he’d contracted for. The man already had children, from what Bu’Tay had said, and wasn’t interested in more, which is why he’d chosen her. And she was fine with that. She could love another man’s children as much as her own. But she wouldn’t steal a man’s dreams from him.

Mak wanted children—younglings as he called them—and he’d be a great father, but not with her. She had to move on, make a life with Vonnich so Mak could find the woman who’d make him happy, who’d love this farm alongside him, a woman who could give him children.

“Emily, can you get breakfast ready?” Mak called from the kitchen. “I need to check the fields after the storm we had in the middle of the night. “I’ll return soon. Start without me if you’re hungry and don’t burn your tongue.”

The front door slammed. Mak had headed out.

Emily quickly showered and dressed, wearing a shirt she’d borrowed from Mak. She knotted the shirt at her waist, taking a moment to breathe in his scent. The musk of male, of Mak in particular. . . She loved that smell.

As she packed her satchel with all of her belongings, she decided she’d tell him this morning and then make a clean break of their relationship to avoid the awkwardness of him saying he couldn’t give up the idea of having kids. She could return to town at that point, even if she had to walk. Staying here any longer, fantasizing and living a dream that wasn’t meant to last, wasn’t fair to either of them, especially Mak.

Emily spent the next half-hour sweeping, dusting, and picking up Mak’s clothes from wherever they landed around the house. The man really was a slob, but he was her slob. Her adorable, sweet slob. Damn, she had to stop thinking of him as hers.

As she set the breakfast table with all the foods Mak placed on the table each morning—she had yet to learn their names—she felt warm lips at the back of her neck. She closed her eyes, trying to memorize the moment, the feel of his arms going around her waist and drawing her against his front.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, turning her to him. His brows furrowed. He’d sensed her agitation before he’d even seen her face.

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