The Island Of Alphas: A BBW Paranormal Romance Read Online Free PDF

whenever we want. Which is good, since I have a natural inclination to eat like a little piggy."
     
    I liked Laura already.
     
    The two of us ate on the island, on bar stools, with the beautiful sound of waves crashing in the distance. Out one of the wide kitchen windows, I could see the sparkle of the ocean in the distance. I was beginning to think I could be very happy on the island. So happy, in fact, that I wondered if I'd even want to leave when my three months of contracted work were up.
     
    Before I bit into my toast, Laura warned me that it might taste slightly different than buttered toast I was used to. "Here on the island, since we don't have cows, we get all our milk from a few goats we raise. So, all our dairy...all our yogurt, and cheese, and butter, is made from goat's milk. Which I personally like the taste of, but it is maybe just slightly different-tasting than dairy products from cows."
     
    I'd always liked goat cheese, so I took a big bite of toast, pretty sure I'd like goat butter as well, and I did.
     
    I chewed and swallowed, nodding. "It's good. It's honestly not that different."
     
    It really wasn't.
     
    While we continued eating, Laura told me some other little things about the island, things about the food and the climate mostly, before moving on to ask me some general questions about myself. I told her a little about my life and my career in medicine up to that point, and then asked her about her own career in medicine.
     
    "How long have you been a nurse?"
     
    She dropped her gaze to her plate and began pushing a few chunks of mango around, suddenly seeming very interested in it. "Oh, gosh. Well...I've been a nurse for so long I can't even remember exactly how many years it's been any more."
     
    Considering she wasn't that old, I thought this was sort of a funny answer.
     
    "Well, how old are you, Laura? If you don't mind my asking."
     
    She smiled a little, but still didn't look up from her plate. "I don't mind at all, and I just celebrated my twenty-eighth birthday a few weeks ago."
     
    "We're the same age, then. And happy belated birthday to you."
     
    She finally looked up, smiling. "Thanks."
     
    Seeming eager to change the subject, she asked me about my family, then I asked about hers.
     
    She said she was married to a man named Matt, and they had a four-year-old son, Ian, together. "He was actually the last baby born on the island, which makes Matt and me feel even luckier to have him than we already would, anyway. Ian is such a wonderful little boy, and we love being parents. We'd really love to have another, but...."
     
    She shrugged and took a sip of coffee, seeming like she wasn't going to continue.
     
    I set my own coffee mug back on the island. "But, what? You don't think all the fertility problems on the island are solvable? You don't think yours are?"
     
    She shrugged, sighing. "Honestly, it doesn’t matter what I think. You're the specialist, and it's up to you to determine for yourself if you think the fertility problems on the island are solvable. And that's probably all I should say."
     
    Before I could  ask any more questions, she changed the subject, asking me what I thought about Eric. Spearing a bite of scrambled egg, she glanced up at me with her green eyes twinkling. "He's single, you know."
     
    With a little heat rising to my face, I said I knew. "He's essentially my employer, though, so I'm considering him very off-limits. I plan to be nothing but professional around him at all times."
     
    Laura looked up at me with her eyes twinkling. "Well...let me say that I'm a very happily married woman, satisfied with my husband in all possible ways. But I'm also not blind. Eric is a very attractive man, to say the least. So...good luck with all that acting 'professional around him at all times' stuff. If I were single like you, I'm not sure if I myself could do it. And...well, just judging by a few things he said about you...I don't think Eric wants you to