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"And the only one that supports life is an ice planet with poison air.
Kaspar asks, still stroking the human's silky yellow hair. I've never seen him look so instantly protective. Uh oh. That's not a good sign.
She gazes at me as if seeing me for the first time, and her full lips curve in a little smile. "I'm Jade." And I'm smitten.
Shirtless is just watching me through that window. And grinning. Like he's proud.
Then I sober, because I think Zoey might like Jade. That's important to me, because I plan on keeping Jade. Not as a slave, of course. As my female. My mate. Jade doesn't know it yet, but she's stuck with the dumbest keffer in this system…which doesn't say much, because this system is pretty deserted.
I lean back in my chair, grinning at her, waiting for the effects to kick in. I remember when Zoey was a tiny little runt, no more than arms and legs, running around our ship. She tried sweetjuice for the first time after we brought back a carafe from a station cantina and then drunkenly wandered around the Little Sister for hours, talking to her shoe. It made her drunk beyond any alcohol, and after that hilarious incident, we kept sweetjuice off the ship.
"You're not ugly," I reassure him. I even stroke his cheek a little, just to make him feel better. "You're just alien. I'm sure you're very handsome for a battle-smurf."
Jade just shakes her head at me. "Are you ever serious?" "Not if I can help it. That's Mathiras's job." "One of your brothers?" "Tallest one," I agree. "Looks constipated." "Probably because he's dealing with your shit," she quips. Aaaaand I'm in love all over again.
There's no “Earth” to return to…at least, not how she thinks it is. The planet's still there…just the people aren't. The cities have fallen, the humans have more or less disappeared, and rumor has it that a few misplaced drakoni just run around burning everything.
"You acting like you're half in love with me after we just met." Adiron beams at me. "Glad you noticed. And I'm not acting."
I wonder if it'd be too forward of me to ask her to sit on my plate and be my dinner? Probably.
"You didn't know. I don't share, most times. And bad shit happens to everyone. I just prefer to live my life with pleasure instead of dealing with the pain. I can let the bad things swamp me or I can learn from my mistakes."