His actions saved my love, and others.
He was a brave, fierce man.
Now we are finally back at the space station at Pfahrn. I have cleared out my apartment and we are living in a hotel room. Davies is still debating his professional future and I will not rush him. He wishes to travel down to Pfahrn first within the next several days, so we can be married there.
And visit with my family.
They do not yet know we are coming.
I will not deny it feels strange staying in a hotel and yet having all my familiar belongings surrounding me.
I do not think it has quite sunk in yet that I no longer have a job or living quarters. An actual…home.
Daviesismy home. That simultaneously thrills and terrifies me.
Whether or not we will have a home with my family remains to be seen, and it is something Davies and I have not yet discussed in detail. I believe he is still dealing with the trauma he survived. He has nightmares and has been engaged in counseling with one of Dr. H’looder’s staff.
But I have not brought up the future beyond what he has said he wishes to do. It does not matter. We will take every day as it comes, until Davies is able to deal with more than that.
Saving his life became my priority, and then our whirlwind of a romance—
Correction. Our whirlwind of a reunion. The romance has slowly built over these long months and years.
I have no doubts about my love for Davies, or his love for me.
I am certain he is the one I wish to spend my life mated to. The love I feel for him runs deep and permeates every level of my soul.
For me, there is no life worth living without Davies within the center of it.
The love of my life is currently lying sprawled facedown across our bed, naked and lightly snoring from me having just fucked him into a blissful coma not long before.
I wish I could be sleeping, too, but then nagging thoughts about what we might be facing when we travel to Pfahrn slam into my skull.
I have not lied, nor even misdirected Davies about my family and what I discussed with Colarmin on our way to intercept the ship. We simply have not discussed that yet. I was too busy worrying about Davies staying alive, then we were too busy reuniting and answering questions while assisting with the investigation.
And Davies has been too busy grieving.
There is still no way to know for certain how the rest of my family feels about Davies as my mate, because I have not discussed it with phem myself.
If phey cannot accept my relationship with Davies, then I know it will disappoint my love, but we can settle elsewhere on Pfahrn. Or we can perhaps travel, and I will live with Davies while he works doing what he loves so much. My days can be spent making sure he is taken care of. His personal valet.
Cooking for him.
Making love to him to reduce his stress.
I would not object to such an arrangement. I suspect he might not, either.
Once I have finally returned to bed, it is as if Davies’ possesses some supernatural senses. Even in sleep, he rolls over and snuggles tightly against my body, draping an arm around me, practically glued to my side.
It is, as he himself might say, fricking adorable.
My cocky, intriguing human. My farborn love.
My life and heart and home.
I think what will upset me the most if my family cannot accept Davies as my mate is how much it might upsethim. He is looking forward to being part of a family with phem. He has been alone for so long without his parents.
Without anyone.
