Sould 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.

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

lay a single finger on me, I’ll kill

plenty of room, and extra blankets. You can have your own. I bet I can find a few

cheeks as he looked into my eyes. Something about the way he was looking at me sent a warm rush down the length of my

rose from the trunk, tucking his hands in the

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 soft, almost caring.

thanks,” I whispered, tucking a rogue

that it was almost uncomfortably tight with two people standing in the

kitchenette?” I murmured, glancing at the cabinets on the far wall. There was no refrigerator, stove, or

she lied,” he laughed, leaning down to tie the laces of his shoes. “But there are fresh towels in the bathroom if you want

“Okay, thanks.”

his full height. “I’ll be right back, okay? Don’t lock me

smile that touched my lips as he moved across the room and then disappeared

walked back out to the

cross that bridge when it was time to accept the fact that if I

showered, letting my journey to Crimson Creek wash down the drain. By the time I stepped back out into the main

before we

anyone ever told you that you’re

a teasing 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

legs, staring right back

Bethany tell you about the issues they’re having with the crops?” he asked, biting

my tea. “She said they had to

the soil 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 soil was abnormal, but all of the tests I ran came back

findings tomorrow morning, after

nodded, staring down at

bringing my

felt a rush of heat prickle across my face as I took a sip of my tea. He was staring at me, watching me take a drink, his eyes lingering on my mouth before he met my eyes with an intense stare. I

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

the bedroom, but I walked past him into the bathroom to rinse out my mug and brush my teeth. I could hear him in the bedroom. He was unzipping something, then the sound of clothing hitting the floor overwhelmed the sound of the water running in the sink. The bathroom door

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