“I’m flattered,” Brexton said, “but…” His gaze locked on Blossom again and her stomach dropped when those pretty purple eyes narrowed a moment. He grinned, and something told her now would be a good time to run. Except he was holding her son, and she wasn’t about to leave without Drew.
The redhead saw the direction of his gaze and her lips thinned.
“Ladies, I can trust you to keep quiet, can’t I?” Brexton asked, a calculating look in his eyes.
Hell. Was the alien about to fuck her over like every other man in her life? Except Drew. Her little angel would never do something to hurt her. At least, not until he hit his teen years. Then she knew all bets were off and he’d possibly turn into a demon she didn’t recognize.
“Of course,” the blonde simpered.
“I’m moving my girlfriend and her children into my house today, and we have a lot of things to buy. So, I really don’t have time to eat with the three of you. I’m sure you understand.”
Blossom’s jaw nearly dropped at the blatant lie.
“Girlfriend?” the redhead asked, her eyes flashing. “We haven’t heard anything about you seeing someone.”
“We’ve kept it quiet,” Brexton said, inching toward Blossom until he could hook his free arm around her waist. “This is Blossom. The moment I saw her, I knew she was the one.”
The dark-haired woman got a wistful look on her face as she glanced at Blossom, and gave her a small smile. At least one of them didn’t want to rip out her hair, but the other two looked like they were wondering if they could murder her and claim Brexton for themselves.
“Your children are really sweet,” the dark-haired woman said.
“Thank you,” Blossom said. “This is RaeLynn and Drew.”
Brexton squeezed her waist and she realized she’d never told him the kids’ names. Good thing the ladies hadn’t asked him, or he’d have been caught in his lie. She still didn’t understand what he was up to, but didn’t think now was the time to bring it up. She’d try to wait until they were alone, and then she’d find out what the hell was going on. Maybe where he was from it was all right to just claim a woman in public without any prior notice, especially when they were strangers, but on Earth you just didn’t do that shit.
“Why haven’t we heard you were dating?” the blonde asked.
“The man is allowed some privacy,” the dark-haired woman said. “We should give him some time with his family. How would you like it if random people came running at you and scared your kids?”
The blonde and redhead leveled a glare at her before wandering off. They were whispering furiously to one another, and Blossom wondered how long before Brexton’s news hit social media. Did he even realize what he’d done? “What was that?” she asked.
He grimaced and looked a little chagrined. “We’ll talk… later. Right now, we need the rest of the items from this store to keep the kids happy, safe, and entertained. Then we’ll go somewhere to shop for you.”
“Brexton…”
He shook his head. “Too many people could be listening.”
“Fine.” She sighed. “But we are going to talk. This isn’t something you can just sweep under the rug.”
“I know, and I’m truly sorry… but maybe this isn’t a bad thing.”
“How do you figure that?” she asked.
“If you’re in the spotlight as my girlfriend, then your boyfriend can’t come after you. Not without a lot of people noticing.”
“Ex,” she said. “That douche is myex-boyfriend. If I ever see him again, I just might castrate him.”
Brexton arched a brow. “I can arrange for that to happen.”
She stared a moment. “Really?”
He shrugged. “He’s trying to harm the female I just publicly claimed as mine. That means any crimes against you will be considered as crimes against me. My people would handle it.”
Huh. Maybe being known as Brexton’s girlfriend wouldn’t so bad after all. Blossom could certainly see the perks.
