Alien Warrior's Captive Earthling: SciFi Alien Romance by Kat Emm

cool and unemotional, once he’d made the fateful decision to break ties with Anna, before he’d taken more than a kiss from her.
    “Yes, Zyn,” she replied obediently.
    Then, because he had to, he added, “There is no future for us, Anna. I am too broken.”
    “Yes, Zyn,” she responded obediently.

Chapter Six
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    A nna sloshed hot coffee on her hand, and she winced at the burn, as she tried to right the mug and bring it to the table without any further spills. The ship’s social room was busy in the morning so she had timed her visits to the afternoon.
    When she had the best chance of seeing Zyn. 
    She winced at the thought, as she tried to redirect her thinking. She was not there for that, she silently assured herself. She certainly wasn’t going to throw herself at him, and he’d obviously lost interest in her, after he had saved them all from the threat of the Osoft warship.
    Anna found an empty table by the port window and she sat down, carefully setting her mug on its surface. She liked to sit there and look out into space. It was mesmerizing. It had reminded her somehow of Zyn’s eyes, which was ridiculous because he had black eyes .
    A big sigh burst from her. She was pathetic, the way she mooned over a half-Viper. It was pitiful, especially now that she was free. She could go anywhere and do anything. It was amazing—and scary.
    “I heard Soto has a million bullion rewards on his head, dead or alive.”
    Anna sucked in a breath. The voice had come from behind her, and she leaned that way to listen.
    “Already? That was quick. They say he blackmailed the Commodore into releasing us.”
    Another voice responded, “I heard that he tricked Soto, not blackmailed.”
    “Saved our ass, either way,” the first voice said. “Man, what could a guy do with that kind of bullion?”
    Anna sat straighter in her chair. She wanted to shout at them, “How dare you!”
    They had to be talking about Zyn, and Zyn was a hero. However he’d done it, he’d taken the information she’d given him and used it to hold the Osoft off long enough so the rebel’s ship could escape with its jump-drive.
    She clearly remembered up to the point where she’d begged Zyn to mesmerize her. After that, everything had become blurry, and she was beginning to believe she’d imagined most of it.
    Like the flirting part.
    It was hard to believe the cool emotionless Viper, which was presented to her since, could have acted as if he’d wanted her and was planning on having hot sex with her.
    Anna picked up her mug and sipped her coffee, as she felt forlorn with her feelings aching. Back then after he’d woken her from the trance ... that same day, Zyn had ordered her from his quarters into a small cubicle like the rest of the people on the ship had.
    That had started the beginning of awful, which had just gotten worse when he’d proceeded to tell her, in an emotionless voice, that he’d thought she should have helped without him having to coerce her.
    While sitting there staring out into space, shame flamed her cheeks, as it had then, because his implications were that he’d had to seduce her aid. But the things she remembered about it hadn’t added up to his version of the story, which he’d given her afterward.
    Zyn was the least likely male to think of seducing a female. However, his renewed cold front toward her was hard to penetrate to discover the truth. A truth, she thought, that was halfway between him trying to keep her safe and him being troubled by their emotions when they were together.
    Then there were the strange feelings she had about Zyn’s emotionless front, and the unsubstantiated thoughts she had that his cold veneer was trying to hide a crack inside him as if he was broken.
    She shook her head. Where would such strange ideas come from? Surely she didn’t know him well enough to think anything like that about him. And why was it when she’d laid alone in bed at night sometimes she