The Alliance Boxset Books 4-6

Chapter 7-1

Chapter Seven

Present day:

“I’m going over to Saber’s house. I might be back later,” Taylor hollered as she grabbed her jacket and slid it on before picking up her backpack.

“Taylor, are you sure you should?” Jesse asked with a worried smile. “I overheard him telling Hunter to keep you away from the house.”

Taylor rolled her eyes and shrugged. “Okay, then I’m going down to the Quikie Mart for an iced coffee,” she said.

“Where is this Quikie Mart? I have never heard of it,” Hunter said, walking up to wrap one arm around Jesse and their five-year-old son, Lyon while holding one-year-old Leila in his other arm.

“Quikie Mart! Quikie Mart! I want to go to the Quikie Mart!” Lyon demanded.

Jesse snorted, drawing a giggle from Lyon who reached for her mouth. Taylor’s expression softened at the lovable little boy who had the entire household wrapped around his small fingers. Pulling her hair out from her jacket, she leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss against Lyon’s soft cheek.

“That’s because those were only on Earth,” Jesse responded in a dry tone. “She’s going over to Saber’s house.”

Taylor could feel Hunter’s eyes narrow on her stubborn expression. She didn’t care what he said, she was going – period. She was an adult now. She didn’t need to ask his permission to do anything.

“Taylor,” Hunter started to say, but stopped when Taylor turned away.

“He needs me, Hunter,” Taylor said in a quiet voice. “You know it and so do I.”

Her shoulders relaxed when she heard his sigh of resignation. A smile tugged at her lips. That was what she loved about the Trivators, they were big bad teddy bears when it came to the women they loved. She knew deep down that Saber loved her. He just needed to understand that she loved him back to the very core of her soul and wasn’t going to give up on him because of his own stupid misconceptions of ‘not being a whole warrior’.

A wave of longing sent an avalanche of feminine power through her. She had felt his reaction to her. His mouth might be saying one thing, but his body was definitely saying something different.

“Good luck,” Hunter finally said with a hint of amusement in his voice. “He can be very stubborn.”

Taylor nodded. “So am I,” she retorted with a grin. “Don’t wait up.”

“Taylor,” Jesse said again in exasperation as her little sister walked out the door. “She’s playing with fire,” she said, turning to glare at Hunter with a pointed look.

Hunter gazed down at his Amate with a soft smile. “And she is very good at it. She is right. He does need her, whether he is ready to admit it or not.”