Destin's Hold (The Alliance #5)(77)



“I’m hungry,” Sula suddenly exclaimed. She sat up and looked around. Her eyes lit up on the cart. “Do you think the food will still be edible?”

Destin laughed, leaning up and pressing a kiss to her shoulder. “If not, I know where the cafeteria is. I stocked some food just in case,” he promised, sliding off the air mattress. He reached for his jeans and pulled them on.

Sula rose, wrapping the blanket around her. Together they walked over to the cart with the covered dishes. Lifting the lid, Destin frowned when he saw a neatly printed card folded on the plate instead of food. Picking up another lid, he found another card. Each of the five covered dishes had a plate and a card with something different written on them. He picked up the sheet of paper in the center of the dishes and silently read it.

“What does it say?” Sula asked, glancing over his shoulder when he laughed.

“It says ‘We figured you two would be distracted and didn’t want a perfectly cooked dinner to go to waste. Instructions for heating each item are on the plates. Ice cream is in the freezer; chocolate sauce and the rest of dinner is in the refrigerator, chocolate covered potato chips are on the counter. Bon appétit, Hearts: Chelsea and Thomas.’”

“Oh, I think I am going to love this world,” Sula moaned with delight. “I want to try the chocolate covered potato chips.”

Destin’s loud laughter echoed through the planetarium. His eyes lit on the stars shining overhead and he couldn’t help but pause when he saw a replica of a shooting star. He had always wondered what it would be like up there and if life existed somewhere in those vast galaxies. Glancing back down at Sula, he had the answer to his questions and to the wishes he used to make as a child.

“I love you, Destin. Hold me and never let me go,” Sula whispered, caressing his cheek as if she knew he needed her near him at that moment.

“Not as much as I love you, Sula, my beautiful alien mate. I could hold you forever and still not get enough,” Destin replied, lifting her hand to his lips and pressing a tender kiss to her knuckles before drawing her into his arms and tightly holding her against his body. “I promise to hold you forever.”

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