Page 34 of His Human Rebel
Gryce, Mica and Lucy all say they are shocked at how he treats me. They’ve never seen him like this, so talkative and protective. Which is good to hear. It makes me feel special.
Each morning Rake patiently helps me when I throw up in the toilet. He takes me to my med lab checkups and makes sure I take a nap.
And he still offers to help me out with my need.
Each night and morning, when we’re in bed together I’m afforded a sight of his tented erection and those amazing lips and chest. I haven’t kissed him again, because I’m certain it will lead to more in two seconds flat. If I supposedly can’t decide on whether to stay or not, then I shouldn’t be making out with him and leading him on. Or leading myself on. I still haven’t fully furnished the house. I haven’t even started a nursery next door because…what if instead I’ll be going back home to New Earth and I need to set up a nursery there?
It's crazy how I can’t decide. I’ve been here for thirty days and this man treats me better than any best friend or lover I’ve ever had in my life. I know his whole family. He’s shared his business with me and his home. One day he even sat me down and showed me all his currency accounts. Nothing about him is hidden from me. There are no red flags.
And still I refrain.
I vid message my mother each day.
She still wants me to come and live with her. All my things were delivered and are stored in my old room.
“I still cannot believe that they were able to legally punish you for being pregnant out of wedlock and have the ability to send you to some place across the four sectors. Can’t we sue them?”
“I know. And no, we can’t sue them. But that's exactly why I was protesting because the laws that they have are antiquated and misogynistic.”
“Well, what about Tarvos?” she questions. “You are testing it out and seem to really like that terrible-looking man you’re living with. Are you sure where you're at now isn't the same as that ridiculous community? They say you have to be married for forever on Tarvos? What's up with that?”
“I know it seems crazy, but I think it isn't a patriarchal thing. If we were to marry, he would be physically locked to me for life and then there is no one else for him.”
“Wait a second,” she said. “So if you marry him, he can never cheat on you?”
“Yeah, he'll never cheat on me.”
“Oh, I like this better.”
“His mother Gryce, was wondering if it would be okay if she could get in contact with you.”
“I would love that.”
I pass along the contact information and I swear now it seems like our mothers are becoming great friends. Recently, my mom seems to think that me being here is perfectly fine. And she is looking forward to making a trip. My mom works full time with a busy career, but she plans on being here for the first two weeks after the baby is born.
The baby is going to be born during rainy season, which sounds scary. Everyone here acts like that's no big deal. It happens often. Hyrrokin women go into rainy season pregnant and the rains end and they come out holding an healthy infant.
They can do it. I can do it too.
And I am very pleased with everything about this life. It's just that I don't know where I fit in around here. I was a teacher and what do I do now? It’s so strange, giving up my career. I guess I'm going to be a stay at home mother? I would love to help out at the ranch, but I don't know how to do much of anything.
Mica fits in great because of her business acumen. She has taken over as sort of the accountant, the business manager for the ranch, and she does an amazing job and has even found ways to make them more money. She does that and she takes care of Locus when Thorn works. She says she loves working from home and being self-employed.
And then Lucy has a whole career where she runs a website which I’ve totally heard of and I can't believe this celebrity lives nearby. She can work remotely or take the transporter back to New Earth for business meetings. Cats are becoming popular on Tarvos and the Hyrrokin think that cats are darling. They're just these little fierce, beautiful creatures.
I meet with Lucy often. Driving the utility vehicle all by myself to her domicile is one of my greatest joys. Rake threatens that I can only do this for a short while longer because he doesn’t like the idea of me being alone on the road if something were to happen. He’s got a point. But for now, I take in the wilderness and the weather, all by myself, proud that I can do this one thing on my own.
“You could still be a teacher,” Lucy tells me, as we tend to her cats together.
I blink with surprise. “That doesn’t sound possible. I don’t have the proper credentials for Tarvos. Plus, I live way out here and not in one of the cities.”
“I bet we’ll all be able to think of something.”
I shrug, trying not to get excited over something that won’t happen.
There's no one to teach because I don't know anything about Hyrrokin and there isn't an intergalactic school. And even if there was it wouldn't be out here in the country. There might be one in the biggest city, but I doubt it because Tarvos is far off the shipping lanes. And they also are scary. Other beings don't come here to vacation. Other species only arrive for short-term jobs and then leave. It’s a dilemma.
“What do you want for breakfast?” I ask Rake Flagstone the next morning.