Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 504

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 504

Chapter 6 : What Do You Mean, We’re Sharing a Bed?

*Lena*

I stifled my shock at seeing Xander step out onto the porch. He silently picked up the trunk as though it were weightless and turned back into the tiny cottage.

“You’ll have to share the space for a few weeks until the seasonal workers start to go back to town,” Bethany said, totally unperturbed by the idea of a man and a woman sharing an incredibly small space together. It was wholly inappropriate, but what was I supposed to say? She’d already mentioned the bunkhouse was full.

I didn’t meet Xander’s eye as I stepped inside, looking over my shoulder as Bethany stepped off the porch. “Breakfast at seven, okay? Don’t miss it!” she said before she turned to walk toward her own cottage. I sucked in my breath and turned on my heel, shutting the door behind me.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed, dropping my duffle bag onto the single, high-backed chair that was sitting against the wall next to a rusted wood stove. Xander was leaning against the opposite wall, a smirk on his face. I wanted to slap it off of him.

“It was the only placement left.”

“You knew I was coming here-”

“I took it because I knew you’d be here, yes. I felt bad about how I handled Slate, and I wanted to make it up to you.”

I gaped at him, then snapped my mouth shut, narrowing my eyes at him.

“There’s only one bed, by the way,” he shrugged, arching his brow.

“I guess you’ll have to sleep on the porch!”

“No, I won’t be sleeping on the porch,” he said with a wry smile.

I sucked on my lower lip, trying to find an immediate solution. “I’ll sleep on the floor then, out here.” I started to open my duffle bag. which was stuffed full of my clothes. All of my books and equipment were in the trunk that Xander was now sitting on. “Do you mind?” I said, motioning to my trunk.

“I sleep on the left side of the bed, closest to the door. You’ll sleep on the right side,” he said casually, running his hands down the length of his thighs to brush out the wrinkles in his jeans.

“If you think I’m sharing a bed with you, you’re delusional,’ I laughed, shaking my head and fishing a thick sweater from my duffle bag. Even with the wood stove going, it was absolutely freezing in the cottage. I couldn’t believe anything grew in such weather.

the sleeves. “It’ll be even colder on the floor tonight, you know. Well be much warmer under a quilt, sharing

single finger on me, I’ll kill

your own. I bet I can find a few sleeping bags, too. That way…

rush down the length of my spine. I didn’t like the way my

tucking his hands in the pockets of

go to bed. Do you want anything?” His countenance had changed, and he was no longer giving me a teasing look as he spoke. His voice had been

thanks,” I whispered, tucking a rogue lock

almost uncomfortably tight with two people standing in the

said there was a kitchenette?” I murmured, glancing at the cabinets on the far wall.

the laces of his shoes. “But there are fresh towels in the

“Okay, thanks.”

me up and down before straightening to his full height. “I’ll be

trying to hide the smile that touched my lips as he moved across the room and then disappeared through the door. It shut behind him, and I found myself

well-sized despite the tightness of the cottage in general. I turned on the water in the shower, which was frigid, just like Xander had said it would be. I walked back out to the main room, put a log in the woodstove,

accept the fact that if I wanted to sleep at all during the next couple of weeks, it was

to Crimson Creek wash down the drain. By the time I stepped back out into the main room, dressed in

your hair dries before we

anyone ever told you

grin as he returned to his prior perch atop my trunk. I refilled my mug of tea and sat down next to the fire, exhaling deeply. I could feel fatigue setting into my bones, but I knew the second I surrendered to it, I would have to curl up next to the man staring

legs, staring right back

tell you about the issues they’re having

“She said they had to burn some

today. I have an area set up in the warehouse with a makeshift lab, if you ever need to use it. It’s interesting, Lena. The

at your findings

down at his apple

said, bringing my tea to

of my tea. He was staring at me, watching me take a drink, his eyes lingering on my mouth before he

tossing his apple into a wastebasket. “I’m your lab, essentially.” He glanced down at his watch, then looked at me. “I’m going to bed; it’s late. I don’t want to miss

hear him in the bedroom. He was unzipping something, then the sound of clothing hitting the floor

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