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Authors: Natalie Frost
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“Do what?” he asked, stroking her back slowly.
“How do you seem to always know what I’m feeling—what I’m thinking?”
He laughed a little and kissed her on the top of her head, pausing to inhale deeply, absorbing her scent. “It’s a secret,” he whispered.
“All right,” she said quietly. She was fine with not knowing. She didn’t need to know how he did it; all that mattered was that he did. He understood her in a way no one else ever had, and that was enough.
CHAPTER NINE
Over the next week, Nicole continued working long hours with Amias. Even though she didn’t need to, she would go back at night, and they would spend hours talking and getting to know each other. The bond that had formed between them that night in his cell continued to grow.
But one day, it seemed like something changed. It wasn’t in the way he spoke to her, or looked at her—those were the same kind, genuine actions they had always been. But, his movements were more agitated, and his body seemed to tense nervously more and more frequently.
Nicole was worried that it was something she had done. She was afraid that he was beginning to lose interest in her, or that the unspoken reality that they were from different worlds had started to weigh on him.
After a few days of the uncomfortable feeling, she couldn’t take it any longer. “What’s wrong?” she asked him nervously after she had finished collecting her sample for the day.
“What do you mean?” he asked her looking at her with a hint of concern.
“You seem different lately. It’s almost like you’re nervous or uncomfortable around me.”
“What?” he asked, reaching out and pulling her close to him. “No, Nicole. It’s not that; it’s not that at all.” He leaned back and looked at her, his eyes suddenly very serious.
“What is it?” she asked, afraid to hear the answer.
“My people,” he said softly. “They’re coming.”
“I know,” she said, remembering what he had told her before.
“No,” he said grabbing her hands and holding them tightly. “They’re coming soon.”
“How soon?”
“I can’t know for sure, but we don’t have much time.”
“How do you know?”
He sighed and lifted her hands to his lips, placing a light kiss on her knuckles. “Remember when you asked me how it was that I seemed to always know what you’re feeling?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“It’s because I do always know what you’re feeling.”
“What?” she asked, looking at him with wide eyes.
“It’s an ability we have—everyone from Zexilon. It’s a sense that we’re all born with. We can sense what people are feeling.”
“Really?” she asked, finally understanding why he looked at her the way he did. She understood why she felt like his eyes were piercing into her, reading her thoughts—because they were in a sense.
“It’s not just that,” he continued. “We have an ability to identify people. We can pick up on a sort of signature that they put out.”
“Like an aura?” she asked, scrunching up her eyebrows and trying to understand.
He chuckled a little. “I suppose you could call it that.”
“What does that have to do with your people coming here soon?”
“I can sense them,” he explained. “A few days ago it started. I can sense that they’re near.”
“So, if you can sense that they’re coming, does that mean that they can sense that you’re here?” she asked, her voice shaking slightly.
“Yes,” he confirmed her fear. “And they’re not happy, Nicole.”
“What will they do when they get here?”
“You’ve seen what my people are like,” he replied. “That first day you came to see me—you saw what we really are.”
“So, everyone from our planet can change like you?”
“Yes,” he replied with a firm nod of his head. “And even though
“Do what?” he asked, stroking her back slowly.
“How do you seem to always know what I’m feeling—what I’m thinking?”
He laughed a little and kissed her on the top of her head, pausing to inhale deeply, absorbing her scent. “It’s a secret,” he whispered.
“All right,” she said quietly. She was fine with not knowing. She didn’t need to know how he did it; all that mattered was that he did. He understood her in a way no one else ever had, and that was enough.
CHAPTER NINE
Over the next week, Nicole continued working long hours with Amias. Even though she didn’t need to, she would go back at night, and they would spend hours talking and getting to know each other. The bond that had formed between them that night in his cell continued to grow.
But one day, it seemed like something changed. It wasn’t in the way he spoke to her, or looked at her—those were the same kind, genuine actions they had always been. But, his movements were more agitated, and his body seemed to tense nervously more and more frequently.
Nicole was worried that it was something she had done. She was afraid that he was beginning to lose interest in her, or that the unspoken reality that they were from different worlds had started to weigh on him.
After a few days of the uncomfortable feeling, she couldn’t take it any longer. “What’s wrong?” she asked him nervously after she had finished collecting her sample for the day.
“What do you mean?” he asked her looking at her with a hint of concern.
“You seem different lately. It’s almost like you’re nervous or uncomfortable around me.”
“What?” he asked, reaching out and pulling her close to him. “No, Nicole. It’s not that; it’s not that at all.” He leaned back and looked at her, his eyes suddenly very serious.
“What is it?” she asked, afraid to hear the answer.
“My people,” he said softly. “They’re coming.”
“I know,” she said, remembering what he had told her before.
“No,” he said grabbing her hands and holding them tightly. “They’re coming soon.”
“How soon?”
“I can’t know for sure, but we don’t have much time.”
“How do you know?”
He sighed and lifted her hands to his lips, placing a light kiss on her knuckles. “Remember when you asked me how it was that I seemed to always know what you’re feeling?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“It’s because I do always know what you’re feeling.”
“What?” she asked, looking at him with wide eyes.
“It’s an ability we have—everyone from Zexilon. It’s a sense that we’re all born with. We can sense what people are feeling.”
“Really?” she asked, finally understanding why he looked at her the way he did. She understood why she felt like his eyes were piercing into her, reading her thoughts—because they were in a sense.
“It’s not just that,” he continued. “We have an ability to identify people. We can pick up on a sort of signature that they put out.”
“Like an aura?” she asked, scrunching up her eyebrows and trying to understand.
He chuckled a little. “I suppose you could call it that.”
“What does that have to do with your people coming here soon?”
“I can sense them,” he explained. “A few days ago it started. I can sense that they’re near.”
“So, if you can sense that they’re coming, does that mean that they can sense that you’re here?” she asked, her voice shaking slightly.
“Yes,” he confirmed her fear. “And they’re not happy, Nicole.”
“What will they do when they get here?”
“You’ve seen what my people are like,” he replied. “That first day you came to see me—you saw what we really are.”
“So, everyone from our planet can change like you?”
“Yes,” he replied with a firm nod of his head. “And even though
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