Page 14 of Delivered to My Alpha Alien Lovers

He stared for a moment until Tylan came up behind him. “Farsel, are we having dinner right here on the porch? Let our female inside. It’s getting chilly. Her temperature isn’t like ours.”

Farsel shook his head a bit and cleared his throat. “Forgive me. I swear I have manners.”

I went inside. The place was spotless, and I had a feeling they kept it that way. There was no overpowering smell of air freshener or cleaning products. The floors shone and sparkled. The place was modern with everything in its place.

They stood in front of me, observing as I observed their home. It felt as though they were waiting for my assessment. “You have a lovely home.”

“Thank you,” Tylan answered. “It’s important that you like it. Are you hungry?”

“I am. Something smells really good.”

“Farsel did the cooking. I make breakfast, and he takes care of the rest. I hope it’s okay that we don’t eat meat. But we could get some if you prefer it. Maybe I should’ve picked up something in case. I can go out now.”

I put my hand on Tylan’s forearm, intending to calm him. “Whatever you made is fine. I don’t have to have meat with my meal.”

Farsel’s gaze was fixed on my hand. His flexed. Maybe touching was a thing for them as it was for shifters. It certainly was for Jenny and Rex. “The dining room is this way.”

On the way, I made sure to touch Farsel’s arm and thank him for the meal. They sat on either side of me. The spread was gorgeous. Roasted vegetables. A creamy tomato soup. Freshly baked whole grain bread. There was butter on the table and some cheese on top of the tomato soup, so they ate dairy, which was good. I could take or leave meat, but butter? Nonnegotiable.

“Everything looks incredible.”

We ate in silence for a while, but I noticed Farsel moved a bit slower than his bond brother and friend. This must’ve been torture for him. Having me here and not being bonded to me.

“Oh,” I said and pulled out my phone right on time. “I have to text Jenny every fifteen minutes, or she will worry.”

They both laughed. “She’s a good friend. I’m glad you have good people in your life.”

“Me too.” After texting, I went with my instinct and threaded my fingers through Farsel’s under the table.

Instantly, he regained some of his color and looked over to smile at me. “Thank you, Amaris.”

“Of course. I’d love to learn more about you and where you come from, please.”

While we ate, they talked. They lit up while speaking of their home planet and the galaxy they called heavenly. They each had some tattoos that peeked out from the edges of their clothing, and I was intrigued to learn how far they went along their bodies. We finished our meal, but they had begun to tell stories about how they first came to Earth and experienced the glaring differences.

We were laughing as Tylan brought out a large chocolate cake and served everyone coffee. Farsel, who was telling us about his first time in a fast-food drive-through, seemed to be getting better by the second. Not well but better.

Tylan had chimed in with a story of his own when the doorbell rang, bursting our bubble.

“Who could that be?” Farsel asked.

I reached down and checked my phone.

“It’s got to be Jenny. I forgot to text her. I was so engrossed in your stories.”

Sure enough, Tylan went to the door, and I heard them speaking. They wanted to see me and he chuckled. “We were just about to have some cake and coffee. Why don’t the two of you come in and join us? We can all get to know each other, and you can scope us out.”

Apparently, they agreed because soon, my best friend and her mate were seated at the table with dessert and coffee in front of them.

Farsel and Tylan took turns eating and telling stories.

By the end of the night, it felt like we were all best friends catching up. We laughed and bounced things off each other. The cake had only one slice left, and Farsel and Tylan insisted I take it home with me for a late-night snack.

I didn’t want to say goodbye.

“Can we have a minute?” I asked.

Jenny and Rex went outside to wait.

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