Page 22 of My Brother's Alien Match
He moved to shut the door, paused, lunged against me for another deep kiss, and then wrenched himself back, shutting the door in my face.
As I suspected, returning to the house that I lived in alone, felt wrong on all levels. The only modicum of comfort I was given, was the fact that my sweet Robin had not resisted me in any way. He had been loving and pliant and filled with passion for me. He'd looked at me the way only my Sul could; like he saw through me to what was beneath. Like my soul was an old friend.
His touch, his love, filled me with peace, but as I lay in bed on my own that night, I could not comprehend why we were not still together.
I had found my Sul at last. I should have been with him.
I lifted my phone, finding Taylor's fake profile, irrationally irritated that it was his name and picture at the top.
We should live together.
When Robin's response never came, my confusion and sadness grew. As The morning sun spilled into my bedroom, I sent another message.
I don't understand.
I didn't expect him to reply straight away. He was probably still asleep. But my phone vibrated immediately with his response, and I knew at once that he had not slept either.
Let’s talk after the ball.
It was a vague and slightly ominous reply, but at least he still wanted to talk to me. I would hear what he had to say and try to understand.
You will be there, right?
Yes. But I'll be working. I'm not supposed to talk to the guests.
Well, that wouldn't do. How was I to ignore my Sul? I wouldn't, no matter what the rules dictated. My love came before all else.
Rather than arguing though, I typed a quick reply.
After the party then.
And now, all I had to do was bide my time.
Luckily, I had my job to keep me somewhat busy. I ached to be with him, frustrated and wondering why he was insisting on this, but I was able to be patient if that was what he truly wanted. After all, I'd already waited all this time for him.
That evening, when I retired to bed earlier than usual, eager for time to pass quickly, my phone vibrated, and I opened it to a picture.
It was Robin, lying in bed, the sheets rumpled and familiar. The accompanying message made my entire body ache.
It’s hard to be here without thinking of you.
I want to be with you too.
Then, because I couldn't help myself, I added.
I can be there within thirty minutes. Please, may I come join you?
Another long silence passed. I didn't think he was going to respond at all and my confusion grew.
Not until after the ball. Once you’re sure…
For a long moment, I stared at the message. Then, anger filled me. I sat up in bed, staring at my phone as my blood pounded.
Was he testing me? Or–no. That wasn’t it. He didn’t believe it.
I shook my head.No, wrong again. He knew we were Suls. He had said it yesterday, in my embrace, watching me like I was the stars.
The only reason that remained was that despite everything, he was insecure. He had been sure I preferred his brother. He had even tried to send me away. He had made me leave before Taylor could see us together and be upset…
