Spacenapped

A new house suddenly appears at the end of the road and Adrienne is the only one that seems to notice. She also can't remember the inhabitants, Grayson and his brother Lonzac who is too good to be true and wants Adrienne to go away with him. But where?
What follows is an adventure that is literally out of this world.

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12. Chapter Twelve

My fear leant me strength and I pushed away from Lonzac, scrambling off the bed. The lights came on showing me how concerned Lonzac looked.

“I can’t go there,” I begged. “You have to take me home.”

Rising from the bed, Lonzac walked over to me. He reached out a hand to cup my cheek but I backed away.

“Don’t touch me.” If he did I would melt and give in. “Please, Lonzac, if you really love me you’ll take me home.”

His silver eyes were sad. “Adrienne, you know I can’t do that.”

“Do you think that I’ll just willingly give you my eggs? You’re not going anywhere near them, Lonzac.”

“I don’t understand what the problem is.” He frowned. “A moment ago we were kissing and now you don’t want me to touch you.”

Crying out in frustration I said, “That’s because when you touch me my brain seems to disconnect from my body.”

“Which is because we’re meant to be together, Adrienne; you are the Holder of my heart.”

“Then give your heart to someone else,” I replied, knowing that if Lonzac did decide that he didn’t want me anymore my world would shatter.

Shaking his head, Lonzac said, “Even if I could I wouldn’t. Cairani mate for life, Adrienne.”

I was quiet as he stared at me, pleading with me just to give in and accept it, but I was too busy trying to wrap my head around the fact that Lonzac was mine, all mine.

“Well that doesn’t mean that you can just help yourself to my eggs,” I muttered, crossing my arms.

Lonzac tilted his head making his copper hair fall across his forehead. “I’m going to have to convince you that I don’t love you because can have several children, aren’t I?”

 

              

“What’s going on?”

Grayson had appeared in my room wanting to escort me somewhere and I had followed him confused. We stopped outside a light area of wall.

“Go inside.” I think if Grayson had facial expressions that he would have been smiling.

Hesitantly I did as he said and found myself in a room with several metal tables surrounded with chairs. At one of the tables was Lonzac. He was dressed smartly and there were little floating lights as well as food and drink on the table.

“What’s this?”

  “I believe it’s what you humans call a date.” Lonzac grinned.

“Wait, what?”

Lonzac’s silver eyes were dancing. “I’m trying to prove to you that I don’t want you for your eggs. Come and sit down, the food’s getting cold.” I hesitated and Lonzac said. “What have you got to lose?”

“My eggs,” I said under my breath.

Sighing Lonzac told me, “I swear to you that I will not go anywhere near your ovaries unless you tell me otherwise. So what do you say? Don’t you want to try some alien cuisine?”

“Only if you do something for me.”

Amused, Lonzac asked, “And what would that be?”

“I want you to answer some questions,” I told him, trying to keep my expression as serious as possible.  

“I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”

The thought of trying food from out of space was kind of tempting. Plus Lonzac was looking very handsome and I wanted to kiss him so much. Clearing my throat, I slowly moved towards the table. “So does this count as our first date or would that have been when we went to the observatory?”

Smiling, Lonzac pulled a chair out for me. “Actually, I think it might have been when you came to my house and we stargazed together.”

“We nearly had our first kiss,” I said quietly, my eyes meeting Lonzac’s.

His smile increased and I didn’t stop him when he stroked my cheek. I almost gave in and kissed him but I dug my nails into my palm and sat down instead. Lonzac took the chair opposite and feeling his eyes on me I concentrated on the food. There were several metal plates filled with weird looking food. I could have sworn that the blue noodles in front of me were wriggling.

“So what’s first?” asked Lonzac, reaching across the table and gently taking my hand in his. “Food or a question?”

Trying to ignore how pleasant Lonzac’s touch was I replied, “A question. Why did you integrate yourself into my life and wait until I agreed to come with you before taking me away?”

His silver eyes were unreadable. “Adrienne, I wasn’t going to force you to come with me. That would be wrong. I wanted you to agree to come with me because I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” I was so speechless that my mouth dropped open slightly. Leaning over the table, Lonzac pushed the hair from my face, his fingertips brushing my skin. “Don’t you want that too?” He smiled.

Gaping like a fish, I tried to speak but the words wouldn’t form. Lonzac wanted to spend the rest of his life with me? Me?

“But . . . but we hardly know each other,” I finally managed to blurt.

“Isn’t that what things like dates are for? I certainly can’t wait to get to know you better.” The way he said it made me blush. Pressing his lips to mine, Lonzac kissed me so gently and tenderly that after he broke away I exhaled shakily. “Did that answer your question?”

I nodded feeling dazed.

“Good.” He sat back down saying, “Choose a food to try then.”

Swallowing anxiously I replied, “What would you recommend?”

Lonzac’s eyes scanned the table, his hand still wrapped around mine. “Hmm, you might like the Galtroxian meat worms.” He gestured to what I had thought were blue noodles.

“Are they still alive?”

“Yes, they taste better fresh. Do you want to try one?” Seeing how wary I was, Lonzac added, “I made sure that all of the food on this table is human friendly.”

“Ok, I’ll eat one.”

Pleased, Lonzac handed me a weird silver fork. It was kind of like a mini trident. “Watch how I do it.” He expertly speared one of the worms and popped it into his mouth. Smiling at me, Lonzac chewed the worm. “Delicious. Now it’s your turn.”

Licking my dry lips I held my fork over the bowl of wiggling Galtroxian meat worms. Was I really going to eat one? Before I could talk myself out of it I thrust the fork into the mass of worms and put it in my mouth. I chewed it surprised to find that the crunchy worm tasted similar to blueberries.

“Well?” Lonzac asked with a smile.

“It’s surprisingly tasty.”

Laughing he said, “I’m glad you liked it.”

Lonzac ate another Galtroxian meat worm so I did the same. Swallowing the food I opened my mouth to ask another question but the ship suddenly shook as we dropped below the speed of light.

“Ah, good,” said Lonzac wiping his mouth with a cloth as he stood up.

Rising from my seat I asked, “What’s going on?” Fear gripped me. “Are we at Cairan Prime?”

His eyes were gentle as he came to my side and stroked my hair. “No, Adrienne. I asked Grayson to make a detour. We’re going on our third date.”

“To a planet?” I asked

“Yes, come on. You’ll love Ryu’li Cha. It’s a magnificent world.”

“Can I have a shower first?” I couldn’t remember the last time I’d washed. It had probably been on Earth.

“Of course you can. Follow me.”

Lonzac took me to room that had nothing in it. The floor was made of a silver metal just like the rest of the ship.

“I had this shower adapted for human use.”

Frowning, I remembered that Lonzac didn’t drink things with lots of water in them. Did that mean he couldn’t even touch water? Maybe he would rust if he did, after all the Cairani’s bodies were part metal weren’t they? That would explain why Lonzac had stayed in the car that one time on Earth when it had been raining.

“I’ll leave you to it then.” Lonzac smiled. “I will be on the bridge when you’re ready.”

He disappeared through the light patch on the wall and I bit my lip. How did the shower work? I couldn’t see a showerhead or a tap. Sighing I removed my clothes and after folding them I put them on the floor. I padded into the middle of the room.

“Umm start the shower?” I said, self-consciously hugging my arms to my body.

Water poured down from the ceiling and I brushed the hair from my face. There must have been shower gel and shampoo in the water because it smelled of flowers.  The water stopped falling and I was suddenly buffeted by strong winds. My hair whipped around me and I closed my eyes, standing as still as possible. Seconds later the wind ended and I realised that I was completely dry. There was a pile of clothes in the corner. There was underwear and a pair of overalls. They were silver and made of a strange material that was tough but soft.     

“How was your shower?” asked Lonzac when he saw me.

“It was . . . different.”

Pulling my arms through a furry jacket, he kissed my head. “Are you ready to set foot on a new planet?”

“You bet.” I grinned.

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