process of slipping the notepad into the pocket of her apron. “Well…” She sighed and let the notepad fall i nto her pocket. “I guess it won ’t hurt.” Sitting across from him, she brushed the hair out of her eyes and asked, “So, what’s on your mind?”
He searched for something to talk about. Could he just come out and say, Hi, I came from Star Systems Unlimited and they gave me you as a wife! Somehow, he didn’t think that would be a good beginning. He glanced at the sundae. “Would you like something to eat?”
“Sorry. I don’t eat ice cream soup, even if it is loaded with chocolate brownie bits.”
“You could have the roast beef with gravy and mashed potatoes. It didn’t kill me. I’m sure you’ll survive it too.”
A grin crossed her face and her eyes twinkled. “You catch on fast.” She glanced over her shoulder at the other waitress who was taking four teenagers’ orders, and then she turned her attention back to him. “I guess I could get something light.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. Good. Now, all he had to do was stall her for however long it to ok his body to kick into gear.
“I’ll be back.”
She stood and walked over to the counter to pick out a slice of cake from the shelf next to the soda fountain. The other waitress went over to her, and Caitlyn motioned to him. Feeling self-conscious, he turned his gaze to the window. The sun was still out but it was lower in the sky. It wouldn’t be long before it was dark.
When she returned with the cake, a soda, and a fork, he focused on her. He suddenly became aware of the shape of her breasts under her dress . Shouldn’t he have noticed them sooner? He wondered if she looked anything like those drawings he’d seen of naked women on his home world. With clothes on, she resembled the female of his species. Surely, she’d be similar in every aspect?
Unlike last time, the tingling of his body was a welcome sensation . It was time. He could finally initiate the bonding ceremony.
“Do you live in Crestview?” She took a forkful of cake and ate it.
“Yes. I just got here.” Literally.
“Really? Where did you come from?”
“ Pandoran ,” he whispered. He focused on her and willed the release of the sex hormone, knowing that as he did, there would be no going back for either of them. That is, if the hormone affected her like it had affected females on his world.
Her eyebrows furrowed. “Where?”
“ Pandoran .”
She paused as she cut into the cake again and shook her head. “I’ve never heard of that town. What state did you move from?”
He studied her for a moment to make sure the hormone was taking effect. He felt the link going out from his body to hers but so far, it didn’t seem to connect.
After she took a drink of soda, she asked, “Is it in Florida?”
“No.” He wiped his hands on his pants. He was beginning to feel warmer than usual. Didn’t she notice the change in body temperature?
“Are you going to tell me what state you’re from or are you going to make me list each one?”
He shrugged. If he knew the agency would send him to the United States, he would have memorized each state. Besides, he wasn’t interested in this particular conversation right now. They could discuss where he came from after they sealed the bond.
He tapped his fingers on the table and glanced out the window. He estimated that they had about twenty to thirty minutes before he had to either have sex with her or ejaculate in his clothes again—and there was no way he was doing the latter. Once was more than enough.
“You’re not much of a talker, are you?” she finally asked before she ate another piece of cake.
“I’m not sure what to say,” he admitted.
He didn’t want to lose her attention now that he had it. He realized he needed to keep up a conve rsation, but it was hard when his mind was beginning to pick up subtle