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She exclaimed, “Here, here, here! Let’s test this! Let’s go.”
Chloe grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway to another lab. This lab seemed only to have females working inside. They all waved as we walked in the door.
“Hey Chloe, how are you doing? Is this the new guy? I’ve heard some things about him. “
“Yes, he’s a pretty good guy. He even defended me the other day from a jerk.”
One of themooooohed.
One lady looked at Rick. “Wow. That's a nice ass you have. We always need a guy defending our ladies from the pervs out there. How was the date though? I remember I heard you talk about it over lunch?”
Chloe shrugged and then looked sad. “He was kind of nice until I said no.”
A few ladies frowned and nodded like they had experienced the same thing before.
Chloe shrugged. “I just wanted to introduce you to Ric. He’s a good guy. I’m showing him more of the facility.”
Chloe grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the hallway. “You said, in the past you could smell my need which I thought was weird. Did you feel anything or smell anything from them?” This was the weirdest conversation I’d had in my life, and that was saying a lot.
“No, I didn’t sense anything like that from them. “
Chloe put her hands on her hips and waved her hands. “None of those women ripped their clothes off for you either. Experiment one is a fail. Yet you still don’t believe that I am your mate?”
She turned and walked back to the lab. I followed as my confusion settled in. There’s no way. Dr. Mahma grabbed me and pulled me to the secondary lab. Hopefully, he didn’t realize she was in the ship.
Chapter 40
Chloe
What was I going to do? I walked around the lab, trying to figure out how I could convince the stupid alien to give me what I needed for my health and sanity. This was the weirdest thought process I’d ever had in my entire life. A knot. A magical knot that was supposed to fix what was ailing me.
I tried to ignore the creeping negative thoughts in the back of my mind that tried to tell me it wasn’t him. That I was the problem. Always have been. Was it just universal for someone to not like me? I sighed as I sat back at my desk and tried to take my mind off of things by filing more paperwork.
I didn’t understand why it was so hard. Why couldn’t someone love me? Why couldn’t he? I had gotten to know him over the last few weeks and maybe . . . deep down . . . I loved him. Why couldn’t I be his mate? Just ‘cause I was human? I knew he liked me because he flirted with me over the video chats. Heck, he would have been the one person I would have considered a long-distance relationship with. I blinked. I was thinking about having a long-distance relationship with a fucking alien.
He kept denying me because the mate thing was supposed to be a biochemical connection that couldn’t happen over video. I wished I still had Andy to talk to but she lied to me. Andy was an alien, too. I growled at myself as I stomped around the office, slamming files down and kicking my desk. This wasn’t fair at all, in any way, shape, or form. I just want to be loved—unconditionally.
My phone rang, and Andy’s picture appeared.
“Hello?”
“Hey there. I am really worried about you. I’ve talked to my boyfriend’s people?—”
That had to be another lie. Were they mates? I swallowed as jealousy tried to rise. More hurt. Everyone wanted her. No one was rejecting her. My eyes darted to the lab door.
“Are you sure you’re talking about your boyfriend because you don’t sound sure about it? Are you married?”
“It’s complicated.”
Translation: we’re mates, like in your alien smut books, and I can’t tell you because you’re human.
“I want to send someone to protect you. What happened a few weeks ago has been weighing on me.”
“What are you sending me, a babysitter?”
“Not a babysitter, per se.”
“My friend can protect me just fine. You don’t have to worry about me,” I replied.
