Flor's Fiasco (Icehome, #16)

by Ruby Dixon

“I will break both your hands, Tall Horn, if you touch her.” The dark, angry snarl comes from down the path, and I’m shocked to see I’rec storming towards us. And he looks pissed.

“So you fucked my boyfriend,” she says flatly. “Was he yours? He wasn’t sure.”

So you can say I’rec is a lot of things, but he isn’t a cheater, and he damn sure isn’t your fucking boyfriend.”

“Resonance has made me realize that T’ia is not the right one for me. That the right one for me was standing nearby all along, and I was too blind to see it.” He rubs his chin thoughtfully. “I wonder if resonance merely gives us a push in the direction we need. It always selects the right mate. Perhaps it sees the heart far more clearly than we do.”

“When we return, I will make you a wedding feast.” A brilliant smile lights up her face and my heart stutters in my chest. “You will?” she asks, her fingers squeezing mine tight. “Really?” “Really,” I agree. “And it will be a feast only for you, not for you and D’see both. I do not want to bring bad luck upon you.”

It shows that he has been paying attention to the things that she says even though he doesn’t understand everything. He remembered her suspicions about brothers getting married in the same year. He respects her traditions and even the odd superstitions.

“Do you know the absolute misogyny you just spewed?” she asks between bites. “You’re lucky you got me and I’m easygoing, because no other woman would put up with your bullshit.” “You are lucky you have me,” I retort back. “Because I shall give you all manner of things to put up with.” I pause, and then add, “And food.”

“But most of all, you do not need me, my F’lordeliza. You have a hut. You can hunt. You can take care of yourself. You do not need me. And yet I stay, because I want to be with you and no one else. It is different with you. It is different in every way.”

“Aw,” Sabrina says, and sighs dreamily. “I don’t know if I’m very happy that we’re stuck here instead of back home, but I guess if we can get sweet alien boyfriends it won’t be so bad.”

I feel like all the fans of this series would have the exact same thought lol

F’lor’s release floods my face, teasing every last trembling moment out of her, and I do not let up until she collapses over me, nearly smothering me with the cradle of her hips. But what a way to end my days.

“Can I taste you? I promise to lick your cunt very well, but I have been dreaming of this for far too long.” R’slind makes an outraged sound and her small hand smacks me across the mouth. She. Is. Adorable. I have never been so happy in all my days.

“Oh my god, I just realized the taters will be at the ding-ding feast. This might be the greatest day of my life.”