CHAPTER 19
MIRIAMPerrigaul pressed her against the wall, kissing her like she was the air he needed to breathe. Eventually, he pulled away.
“You love me,” he said, wonder in his voice.
“I’m your mate,” she answered.
“You are. My hearts belong to you.” He placed her hands on his chest, one over each heart, she presumed.
She swore she could feel the beating of his heart through the armor. She’d been living with aliens long enough to know that Perrigaul calling her his mate wasn’t a thoughtless choice of words. “That’s sweet and poetic, but you better mean forever,” she said.
Opening the near-invisible closure on the front of the armor, he moved both her hands to his exposed chest. The scales were warm and smooth beneath her palms.
He placed his hand over her left hand. “This heart car
