21. Littlest Thief
LITTLEST THIEF
VERONICA
I wanted to send the colony leaders who had sent me out of the colony a happy family portrait. I had my little one cuddled into a pillow and nursing. I knew they’d have heart attacks, looking at me in alien hunting leathers, looking like my warlord husband. When I left, I had no intention of losing my heart to my alien heart-mate or loving the littlest thief that I held in my arms. Orvox and other ISA staff members had told me what I needed to do to take care of a half alien child when I got ready to have our little one.
“How are you doing, heart-mate?” Gairo asked me dripping from a workout and only wearing pants.
“I hate that we can’t get it on for another six weeks because of the episiotomy.”
Gairo laughed and grabbed our son. His tiny arms opened for his dad to steal him away.
“It’s your job to burp him.”
In response, Gairo kissed me long enough to make me breathless and held the baby against his chest to burp him.
“I promised you at our mating ceremony to give you what you need, whether it’s kisses or spankings.”
“Stop trying to distract me. What did they say during your ISA meeting that you went to prior to your daily workout with Soren?”
“There are multiple warlords in my clan who are interested in a fierce female human match just like you. I never asked to be the head of a clan, but Soren has been supportive. They like me a lot more than Magdorian.”
With another kiss, Gairo wandered away onto our balcony, holding our son who was only a few days old.
What was supposed to be a punishment turned out to be the greatest reward I could ever have.