when she curled her fingers around his hand and squeezed.
“What isn’t so bad?” He asked in a hoarse voice.
“All this,” she said with a wave of her hand. “Between the two of us, we can kick butt. What are we working on today?”
“The walls in the bedroom,” he said.
Great! He snarled to himself. It is obvious where my mind is at the moment. She’s only sixteen. She’s only sixteen. I promised Hunter I would give her until her twenty-first year. That’s only another…
“ Shewta !”He muttered in defeat.
Five more years! I’ll never survive, he thought to himself when she turned and bent to pick up the bucket of tools that he kept by the door for her.
“You’re just being an old fuddy-duddy. Come on, I’ll rub your muscles afterwards if it helps,” she teased.
“I’m not an old fuddy-duddy,” Saber muttered.
His eyes immediately went to her ass as she walked down the hallway. His body throbbed with need. It was going to be a long afternoon.
“How is your schooling going?” He asked in a gruff voice.
The smile on Taylor’s face faded and she shrugged. “Okay, I guess,” she mumbled. “At least I have Charma’s grandkids going there, but they are in different classes,” she told him, referring to Hunter and Jesse’s housekeeper’s grandchildren.
Saber watched in concern as she placed her bucket on the floor and pulled out a painting wand. Her cheerfulness had evaporated at his question. A scowl darkened his face and he reached over and took the wand from her hand before she could program it.
“Tell me,” he ordered, staring down at her with a look that told her that he wasn’t going to take ‘nothing’ as an answer.
Taylor pursed her lips into a pout that made him want to bend down and kiss that look right off her face. Of course, he didn’t. He just really, really wanted to.
“It’s just… I just don’t fit in,” she whispered as her bottom lip trembled and tears filled her eyes.
Panic hit Saber hard. The teasing Taylor, he could handle. The furious Taylor, he could relish. The crying Taylor? Now, that was enough to overwhelm even the strongest warrior’s defenses. He started when she suddenly stepped close to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. He swallowed and wound his arms around her as she pressed her cheek against his chest.
“Why do you feel like you don’t fit in?” Saber asked in a soft tone.
“The teacher is talking about all this technology that I don’t know about. Heck, I’m still trying to learn the language,” she sniffed. “He was asking questions about the different planets in the galaxy and specifics about the species. The only one I knew even a little bit about was the Trivators and he didn’t ask about you guys. Then, the math class! Oh my God! I’m so stupid when it comes to math,” she groaned. “I hate it, and the teacher there was talking about all these equations and theories and other crap. The only areas I’m any good at are the physical training and science classes.”
“You are not stupid,” Saber growled under his breath. He stepped back and slid his hands down her arms to hold her away from him when she tried to hide her face again. “Taylor, look at me,” he ordered. He waited until she looked up at him before he spoke again. “You are one of the smartest females I have ever met.”
She sniffed again. “I don’t feel it,” she mumbled in a grumpy tone. “The other girls….”
“What did the other girls do?” Saber demanded angrily.
Taylor looked away. “They make fun of the way I talk and how I dress and the way I look. One of them even called me ugly,” she whispered, refusing to look at him. “I punched her in the nose.”
“She called you… You did what?!” Saber exclaimed, placing his hand under her chin so she was forced to look up at him.
Taylor’s lips twitched. “I said I punched her in the nose,” she reluctantly admitted. “I was aiming for her mouth, but she turned at the