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“Is everything okay, female?” Tylan asked.

“Yes. Everything is more than okay. I-I want to give this a real shot. There’s clearly something between us, and I want to explore it. I guess what I’m asking is…would you two like to date me?”

Chapter Fourteen

Tylan

Amaris agreed to date us. Which was amazing and thrilling and worrying at the same time. “We’d love to date you,” I said, “but Farsel only has about a week before the illness becomes too bad to recover from.”

She nodded slowly. “He seems better tonight. Like, I watched him improve as we had dinner. Doesn’t that mean that as we spend time together and if we’re getting closer, he should be okay?”

“You’d think, but what you’re seeing is mostly the mental improvement at being close to you. His body’s deterioration will continue, albeit maybe slower, until such time as he is mated or dies.”

“Why don’t you just come out and say it, Tylan.” Farsel smiled at me, but I could see the pain in his eyes.

“You’re hurting.” Amaris moved closer to him and rested a palm on his forearm. “Is it very painful to have the…what is it called?”

“Mating sickness,” he said. “It’s not fun.” He put his hand on hers. “But it feels nice to have you touch me.”

“I like it too,” she admitted. “You’re warm.”

We walked her to the door and opened it, said good night to her friends, and wished them a good evening. Then we sat on the stoop and watched them drive away.

“How much does it hurt you to see her leave?” I asked.

“She was right. Whether it was mental or physical, I did feel better with her here. Not perfect, for sure, but better. And it’s coming back strong, now.”

“All right.” Standing, I held out a hand and tugged him to his feet. “Let’s go inside and decide what kind of a date we’re going to take our mate on.”

Despite his weak grip, his smile was bright. “What do you think she would like? Another diner maybe?”

Holding the door open, I waited for him to pass me. My friend had always been so strong and hearty, and seeing him weaken was hard. He was my tie to home, my best friend, my only friend here, and if anything happened to him, I didn’t know what I’d do.

“Maybe something not as casual as a diner?” Farsel sank onto the sofa with a sigh. “She enjoyed our meal, and it was a little fancier. I think our mate likes a variety of cuisines.”

“And she didn’t mind that we don’t eat meat, but I think we need to make sure that where we go, they serve it for her too.” It wasn’t what we did, but we’d been on this planet plenty of time to get comfortable with their choices. Besides, Earth was not the only planet where the inhabitants chose to eat the animals. Most younger planets had that sort of thing.

“We have a week to convince her she’s the mate for us. If she’d been a shifter, do you think she’d know already?” He rubbed his eyes then tried to smile again, with less success.

“Most likely, but then she wouldn’t be Amaris. And can you see us with anyone else?” I sat down on the chair next to the sofa. “Because I can’t.”

“Me, either.” He laid his head back and closed his eyes. “I just hope I can hold up long enough to manage to date her for a week. It might be better if I just stepped back and let you mate her. I might have waited too long.”

“Don’t talk like that.” It made me feel near panic to hear it. “We are supposed to mate her together. That’s always been understood. Now, tomorrow night, we’ll take our mate out for dinner to a very nice restaurant. Show her how much we like and respect her and give her a chance to spend more time with us. I think we’re winning her over.”

“I hope so. And I promise to do my very best to make it through the week.”

I helped him up to bed to rest, hating the fact that he felt so frail. Wishing I could lend him my strength.

Chapter Fifteen

Amaris

Tonight couldn’t have gone better. I had more questions than answers, but one thing I knew for sure…I was already falling in love with them.

Though I lacked the instant mating call of shifters and aliens, something in my chest stirred in their presence and even before meeting them in person.

I had gotten into bed when my phone buzzed. Butterflies fluttered inside me, hoping, wishing it was one of my alien suitors, but I wasn’t disappointed to see my best friend’s name appear on the screen instead.

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