love with.”
Her bottom lip trembled and a tear escaped. “How can you be so sure? You’re still young, and yet you’re ready to give it all up for an old widow with two kids?”
“Geez, Sera. We’ve already been through this. I know what I’m doing. And you’re only eight years older than me, nowhere near being old.” He reached out, longing for some contact. “Now, get over here before I break loose of this contraption to come to you.”
Inching closer, she stopped a foot away and held up a paper bag, as if suddenly remembering it. “This is from your mom.”
Her hands trembled as she placed it on his overbed table .
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” She glanced to the left. “It’s just, I kind of looked at it before I came here, and the thing was glowing red. In the parking lot, it changed to purple.”
With a chuckle, Adam open ed the bag. “And now, it’s likely to be blue. I should have known Mom would do this.”
Sure enough, the crystal orb, passed down to him from his father, glowed radiant cerulean, the same shade as the sky on a clear day. Perfect.
“What is it?” Sera leaned closer, her eyes wide.
“Close the door and I’ll tell you. This isn’t something I want anyone else to know about.”
After shutting the door, she returned to the side of his bed. “Is it really from another world?”
“Yes.” Adam pulled out the orb, careful not to drop it. “My dad brought it with him when he came to Earth.”
“And what does it do besides flash different colors?”
“I’m not exactly sure. My father always said it told him right from wrong, flashing red when it disagreed with his actions, and blue when it approved. And that only we can observe the colors, along with our soul mates.”
“So this …us…it’s right?” Her gaze held so much hope.
“I’ve always thought so.” From the moment he’d felt their connection, the first time he set eyes on her after her husband had died, he’d thought so.
Sera swatted his shoulder, smiling, something he hadn’t seen her do since their day at the amusement park. “Does it have special powers?”
“Well, my mother believes it has the power to heal, to bring two people together and heal their hearts.”
Taking the blue crystal from him, Sera returned it the bag and set it on the table, shoving the overbed aside. She pulled the sheet back “I like your mother’s explanation.”
“Ugh, as much as I want you in my arms again, I don’t think you want to get that close. I stink.”
She grinned. “ You’re right. But it’s not any worse than that canned deodorant spray you used to use.”
With an unexpected release of tension, he inhaled Sera’s soft vanilla scent, content to have her by his side again. “I love you, Sera. I will always love you.”
Tilting her head, she kissed his cheek. “And I love you, too, Adam. My alien.”
“Half-alien.”
“Doesn’t matter. ”
Her eyes filled with lust and she trailed her fingers under the sheets, across his chest, sparking his hunger.
“Now, does my alien have any special powers I should know about?”
He groaned. “Only the never ending desire to please the woman I love.”
“Knock , knock,” came a sing-song voice from the doorway.
Sera scrambled off the bed.
Shit. Adam stared at the nurse sweeping the curtain aside, dread pooling in the pit of his stomach. How much had she heard? He shifted to hide his hard-on, but the restraints didn’t give him any room to move.
“Mr. Jones,” the nurse said. “I know you’re frustrated at being confined to your bed, but you are not healed enough to engage in hanky-panky. And this is definitely not the place.”
“Sorry.” He willed his erection gone. “Won’t happen again.” Not without locking the door first.
The nurse laugh ed. “I’m just glad you didn’t try to take the catheter out. I’ve had that happen before. Not a pretty sight.” She clapped her hands together. “Now, let’s get you up to
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