She had questions, but she was not sure she wanted to ask them, just in case they were overheard by someone.Anyone.
The women in the bathroom.
So, she stuck with standard knowledge stuff that people needed to exist.About how travel worked--were they in stasis, did they have faster than light travel, that kind of thing.Stuff her little sci-fi romance writer loved.
When she really had much more personal questions to ask.
After all, she'd been there almost a day.So far, she'd taken every bit of information thrown at her as gospel, but this bit the women told her, it nagged in her mind.She didn't like obsessing over it, but what if they were right?What if this really was a temporary thing for him?
Does it matter?
Tina had been so specific about asking about an out.
Maybe this was just a really great opportunity for her.
This was her chance to learn things, to experience a life that she'd only imagined, and she could go home, live the rest of her life in her little beach house, and just write more books for as long as she wanted.
She didn't need commitment.She needed story fodder.
The idea had merit, and it started marinating in her mind.
If he rejected her after a few days, then so be it.She would have incredible story inspiration that would round out her publishing career for, well, forever.As long as she could continue to write, anyway.
It was a backup plan.
She shook off the thought.
No.It was a practical plan.And if she was going to continue to take care of herself, she needed to have practical plans.
Because wishes and hopes didn't get it done.Plans and progress did.
When they got back to the apartments, she went inside and felt a bit of relief.She'd come up with a plan of action that would get her through this scenario, and she could still go home, if it wound up being not what she expected.
Did she like the idea of being mated?
Sure.
To know that he's her one true love, forever and ever partner?Absolutely.
But really, how can that be guaranteed?By some program that just yanked them across dimensions to meet their mates.And seriously, how does that work?
She didn't know.And it didn't make any sense to her.
But she was determined to make the most of what she had.
Like enjoying the company of this absolutely, drop-dead gorgeous male.
He looked at her as they entered the apartment, his gaze roaming over her.
"Are you well?"he asked.
She blinked."What makes you wonder?"
"You have been unusually withdrawn since you went to relieve yourself.Are you feeling well?"
"I'm fine."She walked toward him."If I didn't feel well, I would have said something."
"I would assume you would have, but you seemed different.I wanted to make sure you were physically well.In case the food had upset your disposition."
