Page 12 of Possessed By the Alien Guard
CHAPTER SEVEN
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Jillian
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FIN’S GREEN EYES searched my face, a spark of hunger flaring in their depths.
My stomach gave an excited flutter.Uh oh, JJ.Stop that, now!
But it was too late.I pressed my thighs together, which only increased the excited tingling.This man—this alien—was supposed to be the enemy.Yet he’d just saved my life and gotten hurt in the process.Then he nobly shared the last of his water instead of keeping it for himself even though we’d possibly be stuck here for days.What woman wouldn’t find that hot as hell?
Especially when wrapped in the delicious package that was him.
I licked water from my lips, and his eyes latched onto the movement, growing heated.
Oh, yeah.He wants this too.
Everyone always called me impetuous like it was a problem, from my foster parents to my last boyfriend.But right now, my body thought being impetuous sounded like the best thing in the entire universe.
“We should see if we can clear the opening ourselves.”
I took a deep breath and tried to slow my racing heart.“Sounds good.”
The goat-lope trotted around him and sidled up to me.I bent over to pet his little head.It had become clear he was a male as soon as he had run ahead of me.I didn’t know much about animals, but I could recognize balls.
Fin took the water bottle from me and drained it, then crouched to refill it from the stream.
Varool were a lot tougher than us, so maybe he didn’t know.“I can’t drink the water,” I said.“There’s some kind of bug or something in it.”
Once he’d capped it, he gave it a good shake.“This bottle has a built-in purification system.We will not thirst.Food is another matter.It would also be prudent for us to do as much work as possible while we have the most energy.”
“Uh.”My hand fluttered over one of the pockets I’d shoved the rations into, and then I pulled one out.“About that.”
His eyes and lips narrowed as he stared at the stolen food, but he only said, “Well, that is another issue solved for the short term.”He pushed to his feet and headed back to the crack.“We should still get to work so that we may escape as soon as possible.”
Right.Because who’d want to be stuck with me.
The goat-lope looked up at me, his golden eyes trusting.
“You like me, don’t you, boy?”I rubbed at the coarse fur on his head, right between his little nubs.“You need a name.”There was something in the back of my mind, some lingering childhood story from old Earth.“Billy!What do you think of that?”
He butted his head against my thigh with a little bleat.
“Billy it is.”I stood and took off after Fin, the light dimming drastically as he finished pushing through the crack.“Come on, Billy.We’d better go help.”
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