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She told herself to remember the violet-skinned alien and the night they shared. She wanted to remember him as her savior after everything she went through.

But that day was weeks ago, and she was still here. The king had told her a few days later that they were having trouble finding her parents. Then the following week, he was too busy with meetings to find the correct time.

It seemed he had a new excuse each week for why she couldn’t contact her family. She hated to think he was dragging his feet, but it seemed that way. Even she didn’t know where they were, though, so maybe he truly had been trying to track them down.

It wasn’t terrible. As much as she looked forward to going back to Earth, she was enjoying the freedom she had on Lorr. She spent her days walking the halls and soaking in their history.

She had another meeting with the king that afternoon, but she could guess how it would go. He would be more focused on the dignitaries of Lorr instead of her.

She wasn’t saying that the other people weren’t important, because they were, but she just wondered when her issue would be a priority.

She sighed, looking over the garden. She figured she might as well take it all in. There would be a time when she wasn’t here, and she would think back on everything fondly.

“Scarlett.”

She lifted her head, spying Grux striding down the pathway toward her. He was wearing a grin, looking happy to see her.

She smiled, thrilled to see him, as well. Grux and she had spent as much time as possible together over the past several weeks.

They didn’t have a lot of it, though, and anytime they seemed to catch a break, it was quickly yanked away because his father would call for him.

They, however, did have dinner together each night. It was their time to catch up after a long day, and she liked that quiet time with him. She liked sitting down, talking with him, and learning more about Lorr.

“Hey.” She gave him a wave. “I thought you had a meeting with your dad.”

“I snuck out.” He seated himself next to her, giving her a bigger grin. “I can only take so much political talk before I grow bored.”

She chuckled, looking away. She gazed over the garden and froze when she felt Grux’s hand land on hers. She looked at it, feeling a spark run up her body.

They hadn’t slept together since that first night. Not that the idea hadn’t crossed her mind because it had on several occasions. But the thing was, she didn’t know if that was a good idea. She couldn’t get attached to Grux. She was looking forward to going home, and feeling anything for him was a dangerous game.

But she liked having him around. She liked sitting and chatting with him. She liked how he made her feel.

“So,” she said, looking at the different flowers in the garden. “Are we still on for dinner tonight?”

“Of course. Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Grux stretched out before he leaned back in his seat. “So, what did you do today?”

She couldn’t help but smile. She was excited to tell Grux that she had spent hours drawing and painting in the garden, a pastime she’d left behind on Earth. It felt good to explore her hobbies and find pieces of herself that had felt long-forgotten.

Grux seemed to light up hearing about how much she enjoyed herself. She couldn’t help but blush when she realized she’d been talking for an hour.

“I didn’t even get to ask about your day,” she finally said, chewing on her lower lip.

Grux chuckled, leaning forward. He grabbed her chin, popping her lower lip free. He leaned forward, his nose pressing against her softly. “That’s okay. I enjoy listening to you.”

He kissed her, cupping the back of her neck like he hadn’t seen her in days. She liked being the center of attention. But someone cleared their throat, making them pull apart. They both turned to see a counselor standing a few feet away. He gave them a smile, almost embarrassed, and then looked at Grux. “The king wishes to speak to you.”

“Fuck.”

She chuckled, patting his hand that was still on hers. “I’ll see you later. You better get going.”

He looked back at her, gazing into her eyes. “All right.” He kissed her once more. “I’ll see you tonight for dinner.”

And just like that, she was alone again. She rubbed her hands together and looked over the garden. As much as she liked being here, just how long could she stay here without feeling like they were keeping her against her will?

She shook her head, not wanting to think like that. Grux had saved her. He wouldn’t pull her free and then force her into another jail cell. That wasn’t like him. Or she could only hope it wasn’t.

Grux was bored. He had been listening to his father go on and on about the possibility of Earth agreeing to something. He honestly had stopped listening hours ago. He was just thinking about dinner with Scarlett.

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