Page 14 of My Christmas Alien Mate

First though, I needed a cup of coffee.

Feet pushed into my bunny slippers, I shuffled into the kitchen and turned on the light and screamed when a startled cry reached my ears. I jumped back, hitting the old fridge and pushing it into the wall. Banging my hip, I stared wide eyed at the blue alien sprawled out on my couch.

My heart hammered so wildly; I thought it would jump out of my chest. How in the name of all that was holy, had I forgotten about Galexor? I blamed it on my addled mind, sleep deprivation, and the slight fever I felt running through me.

"Amber?"

"Good morning, Galexor. I'm so sorry. I forgot you were sleeping here." My hand searched for the light switch to turn the bright lights off, instantly cloaking the room in darkness once again, since the sun hadn't risen yet.

"It's alright, you can leave the lights on. I'm awake."Nowwas the unspoken last word in that sentence and it made me giggle.

"When is the sun coming up on this planet?" he asked as he stretched, and my eyes about bulged out of my head as my finger flipped the switch once again.

The blanket had slipped off hisnakedupper body, exposing a ripped chest and abdominal muscles that looked so hard I bet I could have bounced a quarter off them.

Not that his shirt from last night had covered much, but this? Sweat accumulated on my back, and I didn't think it was from my slightly elevated temperature. I gulped and forced my mouth to shut closed. Nobody had any business looking like that. It should be illegal. Yes, he was alien with his deep blue skin, but otherwise? The only men I had ever seen coming close to looking like this had been on TV.

His biceps flexed, and I didn't think I would have been able to encircle his upper arm with both of my hands.

A flutter spread through my stomach. It had been a long time since I had been alone with a man or had sex with one. Toys only got a girl so far…

"Amber?"

Oh, right, he had asked me a question, but for the life of me I couldn't remember what he had asked as he twisted his torso to the right to work out a kink I assumed.Or to show off, my mind suggested, but the reason didn't matter to me when all I saw were those rock-hard abs moving underneath his skin so deliciously.

Before I could make a complete ass of myself, I remembered his question, sun, right. "Ahm, in about an hour or so." I forcibly moved to the kitchen sink and the coffeemaker to the right of it. "Do you want some coffee? Pancakes?"

I heard the smile in his voice and feet hitting the wooden floor. "I don't know what either of those things are, but yes, sure."

My hand shook when I popped the first capsule into the coffeemaker and felt his breath close by. For somebody this big, he moved very quietly.Like a predator, I thought, and swallowed as other images of him popped into my head. Like him stalking me through the house, into my bedroom where he would peel off my clothes and…stop it, Amber, stop it.

My hand reached for the door to the cupboard, but he beat me to it as he stood mere inches from me, opening it for me. I prayed I wouldn't drop the mug when I grabbed one by its handle and put it underneath the coffeemaker before I pushed the on button.

"What else can I do?" he asked, crossing his arms over hisnakedchest, making his biceps bulge again.

"Uh, I can take it from here if you want to… take a shower?"

"Shower?"

I rubbed the back of my neck to keep my trembling hand from his sight as the first drops of heavenly smelling coffee filled the room.

"A shower, where you can clean up," I added.

"Interesting, show me?" he requested.

I took him to the bathroom he had visited last night and showed him the shower/tub combination and how it worked. His face lit up.

"Water comes straight from above you?"

I smiled automatically. His excitement was contagious, and I would have loved to see his face when he tried the shower for the first time. And not because I wanted to ogle him some more—I did—but because his handsome face suddenly took on a more boyish note; so endearing, he could have asked anything of me at that moment.

By now, my fingers trembled ferociously as they reached for the lever to first turn on the water and then to pull the little stopper up in the spout to have the water come out of the shower.

He chuckled with delight and held out his hand. "This is amazing!"

You are amazing, lay at the tip of my tongue as I stared at his handsome face filled with pleasure.

"Careful, it'll get ho—" I interrupted myself as I remembered him telling me yesterday that he was relatively immune to hot and cold.

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