Page 22 of Delivered to My Alpha Alien Lovers

There were so many fun rides at this amusement park. We’d chosen the location based on information on her app bio. She’d mentioned that she loved rides—with the exception of a few types, most of which she’d managed to go on with us. We hadn’t pushed her or anything, but whenever we suggested any ride, she agreed.

She screamed and clung to us, laughing and shouting but insisted she was having the best time ever. I liked to think it was because we had our arms around her, holding her safe. Farsel got a second wind after our rest break and went on a few more with us, but after a while, it became obvious that he was pushing himself, and that was not going to help matters any.

I held Amaris back when he went into a shop. “I know it’s still kind of early in the day, but…”

“He doesn’t look too good. Should we go home?”

“If you don’t mind. Farsel won’t suggest it, but I’m afraid he’s going to collapse if we keep him on the move.”

“How about we pick up some dinner then go to my house? We can relax there, then you can go home whenever he’s up to it?”

Farsel appeared in the store door, holding up a funny hat with some kind of a horn on it and we laughed, but after he went in again, we put our heads together and made a plan for the evening.

“Okay, guys.” Farsel came out wearing the hat and carrying a bag. “Here are yours.”

“Our whats?” I asked, afraid I knew.

“Hats.” He held the bag open and Amaris reached in and pulled one out.

She put it on her head and posed this way and that. “What do you think?”

“You look beautiful.” The words emerged before I had a chance to think about them. “Like always.”

“Really?” She thrust out her lower lip in a pout. “Even as a magical unicorn?”

“Unicorn?” This was the first time I’d heard of this animal. “Do they all have glitter on their horns?”

“Yes, of course. But they are extinct. Noah left them behind.”

Despite the time I’d spent on Earth, there were many things I didn’t understand, but over time, I was sure our mate would clue me in. For now, I’d rather get things moving toward the car. From the wobble in Farsel’s stance, we didn’t have a lot of time. Luckily, there were shuttles from the main gate, once we got there.

“Put yours on,” Amaris urged me. “We can be Team Unicorn for the rest of the day.”

I looked at the two of them beaming at me, wearing the silliest hats ever, and I wanted to protest. To refuse. To pretend I’d never met either of them. Not really. Once I thought it through, I recognized that since I’d do anything to make either of them smile. So I planted the ridiculous cap on my head and tipped my chin up.

Smiles became laughter.

These two would be my family for the rest of my life.

If Amaris agreed.

And if that happened in time to save Farsel.

That sobering thought had me putting our plan into action. “I’m tired. Anyone want to pick up some fast food and go to our house to relax for the evening?”

Farsel looked about to protest, but Amaris nodded briskly. “I am ready to get out of the crowds. What kind of fast food?”

We started toward the front gates, Farsel keeping up with our slow pace. “I was thinking Mexican unless someone else has a different idea?”

“Oh, there’s a food truck between here and there that has the most authentic and delicious tacos. We can stop there and pick up quesadillas or whatever you like and go eat it in front of the TV.” She linked her arm through Farsel’s and towed him along. “Let’s take the shuttle so we don’t waste any time. Do you guys have tacos on your planet? Oops, you don’t eat meat so probably not.”

We climbed aboard one of the shuttle cars towed by an engine with a unicorn horn sticking out of it. There were a lot of unicorns in this place, now that I knew what I was looking at.

“We have a sort of flatbread that we put filling in and fold over then eat.”

“What is the filling?” Amaris was leaning on Farsel’s shoulder, but he wasn’t participating in the conversation, which was beyond worrying.

The train wheeled around, up and down the aisles, while we talked about tacos. Ours were filled with a root vegetable mixture, and Amaris said there were potato tacos, which were kind of the same.

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