The Alien's Mail-Order Bride (Risdaverse, #0.5)

by Ruby Dixon

And then I’m awarded with an easing of tension in her shoulders and a heartbreaking appearance of that dimple. It’s downright unfair that she’s going to belong to someone else.

She makes a sound of pure delight and snuggles up against me like I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to her.

“Should probably save all the face-tasting until we get back to the farm.”

That might be the first time I’ve heard her say my name. I like it, almost as much as I like the face tasting. “I’m sure. You’re mine and that’s that.” “That’s that,” she echoes, a happy sigh in her voice. “I didn’t think you liked me.” “Like you too much,” I admit to her, and I’m rewarded with another wide smile. Complimenting her makes me feel good. Gonna have to do it more often, I think.

She’s beaming and happy and gazing at my small home as if it’s the best thing she’s ever seen. And then she looks over at me the exact same way.