13. Chapter 13

Kendra

I wave for Grihul to come inside. I love this restroom, it has the biggest window overlooking the city. I'm sure he'll enjoy it. The snowstorm may be raging, and we may not be able to leave just yet, but it is still a scene. We don't have that kind of snowstorm a lot, if ever, so I guess he is lucky.

He stares at me, not moving a step. I narrow my eyes at him. "What're you doing there?"

"What's inside?"

"Bed? Window? It's just a room."

The frown lingers on his forehead as if I'm leading him into a trap or something. I get that he isn't the most comfy around here when he doesn't feel like he belongs, I'm not going to trap him... Well, now that I think about it...

I shiver at my own thoughts. Maybe there are things we can do together until we can leave, or... I say, "There are no cameras inside, so it will be at least a tad bit better than staying outside."

His cock twitches and his jeans didn't hide that from me. "Oh yeah? And are you going to be there and watch over me in the meantime?"

I wink. "You'll know very soon."

He murmurs something under his breath as he comes into the room. I close the door behind him, and he spins around as if I've caught his tail with the door.

I ask, "What's off?"

"Nothing? I hope?"

I hold one of his big hands and pull him along. "Look, you're going to like this."

He follows, but doesn't seem too excited.

At the window, the snowstorm is howling outside. It has been too long since I looked at the city or outside of the walls of buildings and spaceships. Even though I can't go outside, it feels like freedom.

He stands behind me and wraps his arms around my body. "Is it that interesting to be looking out of the window?"

I lean onto him, feeling his strong muscles around me. "It is important for me. I hate to be stuck indoors."

He hums, and I'm not sure whether he feels the same. He strokes my stomach and holds me closer. "I thought you were trying to trick me into something."

"What?"

"You act as if this is a trap."

I roll my eyes. "Why would I do that? If I want to trap or arrest you, I'd just do that. Within reason, that's for sure."

Now... Now I remember what the captain told me. I suppose I shouldn't be here cuddling with Grihul. It isn't my shift, but still...

I suppose if I want to hug him and stick with him, it'll be after he is out of here completely. But...

He watches me with concern in his eyes. "Maybe that should be my question to you. Are you fine? Is anything off?"

I suck a breath and my voice chokes again. "I... Just hold me and we'll enjoy the snow, okay?"

He lets out a breath. "Or would you prefer to be left alone completely?"

I can leave this room if I want to. I don't think he will sneak around. He doesn't like this place and isn't the one who just wants to cause trouble.

I pat his arm. "If I wanted to leave, I'd do that already."

"Okay... Just tell me when you want me to leave."

He is going to leave, eventually.

We barely met each other and that won't last.

I take a breath when Captain's warning echoes in my head again, alongside Grihul's comment when we just met not long ago.

Am I... Too sensitive to bigger beings? And... How did I even get hired as police in the first place?

Maybe I'm taking things a bit too seriously...

I'm not that important. No beings are out just to get me.

Maybe some used to do that, but those were way back in the past when everyone was just kids. It was... not that rare for bigger ones to be a bully at times, even though that's still wrong. I suppose it's just a thing that I would never climb a tree quicker or win when we fought for toys during break times.

Not just that, it had been a tough uphill fight when I was in training to be police. Not a lot of humans ever qualify. I understand they wanted the fittest beings to be at the job, but I just wanted to fight bad guys.

I excel at everything that doesn't require physical attributes, but other than that, I just suck.

Grihul squeezes me with his arms. "Looks like you should sit."

He picks me up before I can protest. He puts me onto the bed, still watching me with caring eyes.

I ask, "So... I'm pretty useless, right?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You seem to think that I can't even stand on my own."

He shrugs. "I got bored staring out of the window."

"You could have left me there and gone to the bed yourself."

He frowns at me, his gaze shouting how he made up an excuse just to move me here.

I fold my arms and roll around to face the wall instead of him. "You think that I'm dumb."

"I think you're hiding things from me. But you don't have to tell me unless you want to. Maybe you're the one thinking that I'm dumb and not good enough to understand what's in your head."

"Well, you don't seem to think I'd make for good police."

"I kind of like you, but I have to be honest. You may have a good heart, but pointing a gun at random beings isn't going to work."

I suck in a breath. If I could breathe fire, I'd do that to him and roast his smug ass.

He continues, "Maybe you're smart, and that's how you got hired. I've had beings your size or smaller telling me how it is terrifying to be in a room with me. I'm not a monster, and I've never set out to hurt anyone. I don't even think that size matters." He clears his throat. "Well, a lot of times, in normal conditions, size doesn't matter that much. Beings robbing a bank aren't doing that just because they are big beings. They are there armed with guns and stuff. Big or small, you can still get shot. Being under more stress than you need to is never good for your kind of job."

"You mean... being police on the frontline."

"Yeah, that. I'm not very sure what your job includes, but maybe it is a bit too stressful than you'd want to admit."

"Is that the reason I was so pissed that your ass was in the way that I had to board your ship and withhold you?"

"It could be." He smirks and flexes his arms. "Or maybe you wanted a chance at these arms and see what they can do."

I snort a laugh. "Stop the crazy talk."

He leans over, hovering over me, and looks me in the eye. "You know what? I think that things happen for a reason, for good or worse. Or at least most things happen that way."

I swallow with a heat simmering in my stomach again. What does that mean? He lifts my chin even though I'm lying on the bed and can't move my head much.

He says, "Maybe we should somehow get to know each other."

Is he... about what he wanted to do to me?

I wrap my arms around him. He is a big guy. I can't wrap my arms completely around him. "What's on your mind?"

He squeezes my hand. "That we should get to know about each other more."

But he's leaving when the snowstorm is over. Does it even matter?

He holds my cheeks with his hand, also holding my shoulders. "Kendra..." His voice is hoarse and almost a low growl. "If you want to, just talk to me. I do care about you."

"Why do you care?"

"Because... I don't know. Feels like I should. It feels like you're more stressed than you care to admit."

Am I?

Who is he, telling me what to do?

But he is just trying to help, probably.

I clear my throat. "Look, thank you."

He moves away and takes a seat on the bed by my side. "Sorry, I don't mean to be pushy."

I let out a sigh, sitting up from the bed too. "I'm sorry if I confused you. Bigger beings are... always annoying to me."

"Was that the reason you pulled away when we... last night?"

I nod. "I think so. I still can't comprehend that, even now."

"That a nice, big guy like me can give you a good time without any consequences?"

I smack his chest and he laughs. My cheeks burn and I glance at the door, hoping no one will overhear our conversation even though the chance is low.

He says, "I know some beings out there are good for nothing, but still—"

My phone buzzes, ruining the mood. I sigh and pick it up to check.

Grihul checks his phone too. I let out a breath. It feels like... Somehow, Grihul doesn't seem that threatening after we spend time together, as long as I don't try to remember that he is a big guy and can crush me at any time.

I glance at him. He is busy typing on the screen, seemingly oblivious to my mood.

My message is from the general weather report that's posted in my workgroup. The snowstorm weather alert is over, so it is official that we're safe to be outside.

Grihul is still typing. I wonder who he is talking to. It could be his family after he was locked up for a while and the storm kept him in the parking lot even longer.

Do I tell him that we can leave? He will leave and that's going to be the end of our time together, even though we aren't exactly together.

Wait... What am I thinking about? That... we may be good to stay together? For him to be my mate?

No way... something's wrong with me for sure.

He is finally done with typing, and he looks up at me. "Where were we?"

"Like... I forgot. But I suppose we can leave now. Though..."

He stands and heads to the window at once. I know he has been wanting to leave. Now that I'm also here in the room, maybe he wants to leave even quicker.

I go to the window too. The snowstorm has stopped completely. The sky is still gloomy, but it is safer to be flying. I let out a breath. "I guess you can leave now."

He nods. "It's good news."

Yeah... Getting away from such a crazy being like me is going to be good news.

He says, "I have to finish delivering goods."

Oh, right. He is supposed to be at work, not messing around with me.

I nod. "I can head home and get out of this uniform, too."

He looks at me without saying a word, but it seems like he is going to say something. I lift my brows, asking for that. Maybe that's how he feels about me. He kind of knows that there are things I'm not telling him, but he doesn't feel comfortable enough to ask me about it.

I say, "So... Is this the end?"

"Of our time together?"

I nod. Part of me doesn't want this to end just like this, but I don't know how else it could be. Like... Is there a reason for us to hang out again?

He says, "I can stay in the city for a few more days."

Oh... maybe this means he is only in a hurry because of his job. Maybe he doesn't hate me and isn't trying to get away from me as quickly as he can manage.

I say, "If you want to, we can go to a nice restaurant in the city for dinner and I can show you around."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll call you when I'm done with the delivery."

Sounds like he isn't going to call me, and I won't have the courage to call him. "Pinky promise?"

"Pink what?"

I lift my small finger. "Maybe it's a human thing, but promise?"

He lifts his finger. "Like this? Yes, I'll let you know when work is over. You stay safe out there. It may still snow even when the weather alert is over."

"Sure." I hope he is going to call me.