Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5) by A.G. Wilde (most important books of all time txt) 📗

within his gaze that she couldn’t determine and then he looked out over the crowd.

“Heading somewhere?”

Crap. She’d forgotten that she had been shopping. The disturbance with Shive had completely unsettled her.

“Uh, yea. I was heading to buy some fabric.” She glanced around them, eyeing the stalls close by in case any of them had cloth for sale. “I just can’t find any.”

“Fah-brik?” Kyro lifted an eyebrow. Well, he lifted the skin where his eyebrow would have been. From what she could see, there wasn’t even the semblance that hair used to be there.

It was just smooth, gray skin. It caught her attention and she wondered what his skin felt like there.

“Yes, fabric.”

He didn’t look as if that made it any clearer.

“Fabric? Like cloth?” Evren continued.

Kyro blinked at her.

“To make clothes?” She pulled at the brown piece of clothing she was wearing. “I want to make clothes, so I don’t have to wear this anymore.”

Kyro’s gaze fell, moving down her shoulders then down the brown dress with such slow intensity, she felt like squirming.

Swallowing hard, she released the dress and put her hand behind her back.

The way he was looking at her almost made it seem as if he wasn’t seeing the article of clothing at all. It looked as if he was stripping her naked.

Or maybe it was her lingering horniness that was talking. Probably she’d inhaled some of those fumes at the weed stall for when he spoke, nothing of the sort was betrayed in his voice.

“You were seeking clothing material in the pleasure market?”

At that, she felt her cheeks warm immediately.

She hadn’t purposely gone into that section of the market. It had been a mistake!

Opening her mouth to answer him, she was cut off as he continued speaking. “Is it clothes for pleasure you seek to make? Pleasure clothing?”

He was tilting his head as he regarded her now, as if the thought confused him a little.

“I thought humans removed clothing when copulating.”

Evren’s eyes widened.

My, oh my, the conversation had gone in a direction she had not anticipated.

“I, uh, well...” She scratched the back of her neck. “I wasn’t looking for fabric to make ‘pleasure clothing,’ okay.”

He didn’t look as if he believed her.

“The Restitution has clothing you can wear. The standard kit. Like what I am wearing.” He motioned to himself with his hand. He was wearing a simple white vest and dark pants.

Quite a few of the aliens around them were wearing the same thing.

“Oh. I didn’t know I could get those.” She bit her bottom lip in thought. “I guess, I just wanted to try making my own...you know...something to do. It gets a bit lonely here.”

Something moved within his gaze and, once more, she couldn’t determine what it was. But he seemed to jerk his head awkwardly in a nod.

“I will show you where the fah-brik merchant is.”

That made her burst into a smile. Finally, after wandering so aimlessly, she was getting somewhere.

“That would be much appreciated.”

He was staring at her smile for so long, she was about to ask him if there was something in her teeth.

“This way,” he finally said, and she saw his eyes change again, almost as if his pupil contracted completely before dilating again.

As she followed behind him, Evren narrowed her gaze on his back as a thought hit her.

She hadn’t told him she’d been in the pleasure section of the market.

He had been following her.

The number of people in the market seemed to have increased from when she’d been walking alone.

Now, it was hard to even keep up with Kyro, though she was quite sure he was walking slowly just so she could keep pace with him.

When she had to increase her pace for the seventh time so as not to be separated from him, she reached forward and snaked her hand around his elbow.

She felt him stiffen beneath her grasp and, for a second, she expected him to snatch his arm away, but he didn’t.

Instead, he glanced down at her hand holding on to him and she could swear she saw him smile a little.

Just a little.

She would have surely missed it if she hadn’t been staring up into his face like she was still awestruck.

They were walking for about three minutes when Kyro suddenly stopped in front of a stall with bales, upon bales of colorful fabric.

“Wow.” Still holding onto his arm, she moved over to the first bale, Kyro in tow, and ran her fingers over the material.

“It’s so soft.” She touched another. “Pretty sure this isn’t cotton though.”

“You wish for cotton only? I believe that material is only found on your planet.” Kyro’s eyes followed every single bale that she touched, watching her hand move over the fabric as if he was noting every movement her fingers made.

Evren glanced back at him, a grin forming on her face.

“It was a joke.”

Kyro frowned. “Ah. I am acquainted with human humor. Your jokes are...”

He seemed to be thinking of how to describe it without hurting her feelings and that made the grin that was forming on her lips come forth to spread across her face.

“Come on, give it to me.”

Kyro stopped dead in his tracks and Evren only realized when she felt resistance in his arm as she continued walking.

“What is it?” Apprehension flooded through her immediately as she looked around them, expecting to see Shive.

Kyro shifted, glancing down at her hand holding on to his arm then to her, his gaze somewhat confused, somewhat surprised, and...somewhat turned on?

“You want me to ‘give it to you?’”

Evren tilted her head as she eyed him, slightly confused. “Huh?”

“Copulation?”

She could see herself in his eyes as his pupils dilated. She hadn’t known he knew that much about human phrases or she wouldn’t have spoken like that.

But the way his voice had deepened as he said it, it made a little shiver of something run down her spine.

At the look on her face, his pupils went back to their usual size and he jerked his head toward her. “Another