Page 68 of The Alien Warrior's Vow

The voice tortured her.

Broods?

She shook her head and ran from the terrifying thought.

One night of passion would not result in pregnancy.

Right?

Wrong.

Stupid.

Of course she could get pregnant.

Sara had spilled the tea about Rune, a Plutonian technician, and his human mate. Ga Eun had given birth to a baby. A healthy baby.

But it had taken them three years.

Not one night.

She was safe.

Or she hoped so.

Her heart burned. Lans wanted kids. He’d made that clear with his words and she’d seen that desire in his dreams. She cared about him, which was why Emma was terrified of letting him know that she didn’t quite feel the same when it came to having offspring.

Lans straightened, his eyes on the locked door.

A moment later, there was a knock.

Emma looked up at him. “Why don’t I have super hearing?”

“Let us hope no other patients could have heard you last night,” Lans said with a mischievous grin.

Emma’s mouth dropped open.

Seriously. Who was this guy flashing smiles and making jokes?

Was he Lans?

Had he swapped bodies when he was in that dreamscape?

She shook her head. “Your fault.”

“True.” He gave a self-satisfied nod.

She laughed.

Just then, Clavas’s voice rang through the door. “May I enter?”

Emma slipped out of bed and dressed quickly.

“Enter.” Lans finished pulling up his pants just as Clavas and the Healer walked in.

Her friend carefully avoided her eyes, but the Healer stared pointedly at the bed and then at her. “Eema, I believe I instructed you both to wait. The patient needs rest.”

“He seemed all healed to me,” Eema mumbled.