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young to form a lot of words but he repeated some. “Iz…e.”
    “That’s right, sugar. You are just the sweetest thang.” Her southern accent came out even more when she talked to the little boy. She felt strange with possibly holding TylOR’s son. She wished the boy were hers and TylOR’s. She blushed from her strange thoughts.
    TylOR’s heart clenched at the sight of Elizabeth holding a young. He had an irrational impulse to plant his seed deep within her until it took. Kitana! What was he thinking? He barely knew the female. However, something was there between them. It had been from the very first moment he saw her. He denied it at first and put off dealing with it. The timing was never right. It still wasn’t. He had a mission to complete.
    “You have a handsome son, Commander,” she told TylOR, trying not to look at him. It hurt.
    “Nephew. He is my nephew,” TylOR said confused.
    AshOR sighed with frustration when he realized too late that Lizzie mistook the situation. “Lizzie, allow me to formally introduce you. This is my sister, EllinOR, her mate, BaylON, and their son, TigON.”
    “Oh.” The beautiful woman was TylOR’s sister. She felt bewildered as relief washed over her. She bit her bottom lip in nervousness.
    “You are friends with Prima Lola correct?” EllinOR asked, trying to move past the awkwardness of the moment. Leader LarIS wasn’t an official Prime but to his people, he was. So his mate was called Prima in respect.
    “Yes, I came to visit with her before I leave to go back on the Katieran transports.” Lizzie balanced the little boy on her hip as if she had done it a million times. It seemed so natural to her. She had always loved kids but with her busy lifestyle of traipsing off to the unknown, she wasn’t sure if she would ever get a chance to have one.
    “What are you talking about?” TylOR’s voice rose. He saw his nephew’s face cringe and had to keep control. “What Katieran transport?”
    “I am going back onboard the transports to continue with the Culture classes,” Lizzie said as she handed the little boy back to his mother.
    “It is too dangerous. You were almost taken by the Morins. Do you not remember that?” TylOR took a step toward her, forgetting they had an audience.
    Lizzie fought the instinct to step back from him. She was a grown woman and made her own decisions. “It’s not something I will soon forget. Life is dangerous, but I refuse to live in a bubble in fear that I might one day get hurt.” She glared up at him defiantly. Not only was she angry at his attitude, she was also a little turned on, which confused and pissed her off even more.
    “We will head back inside. I think this one needs a nap. It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss Connell,” EllinOR said as she motioned for her mate and brother, AshOR, to follow. AshOR acted as if he would remain behind. “AshOR!” EllinOR yelled at him.
    “I do not need a nap,” AshOR complained. He planted his feet as if preparing to stay. EllinOR grabbed his arm and dragged him with her. He followed reluctantly.
    It hit Lizzie like a ton of bricks. They were now completely alone. Something that she had hoped to avoid. She was so mad at him, her breathing was erratic, and her palms were sweaty. She wanted to punch him in the face, then she longed to kiss him. What the hell is wrong with me?
    TylOR had never met anyone who was so infuriating, so difficult, and so beautiful. His glare turned into a different kind of heat. The sun was shining and it made her strange colored hair sparkle like the jewels found in the mines on Luna twelve. Her lips were full and plump, ready for kissing. It drove him nearly insane whenever she bit the bottom lip with her tiny teeth. He wanted to say so much but they were not completely alone. TylOR reached for her arm and dragged her into a more secluded and private area of the garden.
    “Hey! What are you doing? Let me go!” Lizzie tried to pull her arm free but his grip