Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 504

Chapter 6 : What Do You Mean, We're Sharing a Bed?

*Lena*

I stifled my shock at seeing Xander step out onto the porch. He silently picked up the trunk as though it were weightless and turned back into the tiny cottage.

"You'll have to share the space for a few weeks until the seasonal workers start to go back to town," Bethany said, totally unperturbed by the idea of a man and a woman sharing an incredibly small space together. It was wholly inappropriate, but what was I supposed to say? She'd already mentioned the bunkhouse was full.

I didn't meet Xander's eye as I stepped inside, looking over my shoulder as Bethany stepped off the porch. "Breakfast at seven, okay? Don't miss it!" she said before she turned to walk toward her own cottage. I sucked in my breath and turned on my heel, shutting the door behind me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I hissed, dropping my duffle bag onto the single, high-backed chair that was sitting against the wall next to a rusted wood stove. Xander was leaning against the opposite wall, a smirk on his face. I wanted to slap it off of him.

"It was the only placement left."

"You knew I was coming here-"

"I took it because I knew you'd be here, yes. I felt bad about how I handled Slate, and I wanted to make it up to you."

I gaped at him, then snapped my mouth shut, narrowing my eyes at him.

"There's only one bed, by the way," he shrugged, arching his brow.

"I guess you'll have to sleep on the porch!"

"No, I won't be sleeping on the porch," he said with a wry smile.

I sucked on my lower lip, trying to find an immediate solution. "I'll sleep on the floor then, out here." I started to open my duffle bag. which was stuffed full of my clothes. All of my books and equipment were in the trunk that Xander was now sitting on. "Do you mind?" I said, motioning to my trunk.

"I sleep on the left side of the bed, closest to the door. You'll sleep on the right side," he said casually, running his hands down the length of his thighs to brush out the wrinkles in his jeans.

"If you think I'm sharing a bed with you, you're delusional,' I laughed, shaking my head and fishing a thick sweater from my duffle bag. Even with the wood stove going, it was absolutely freezing in the cottage. I couldn't believe anything grew in such weather.

"Cold?" he asked as I pulled the sweater over my head. I glared at him as I pulled my arms through the sleeves. "It’ll be even colder on the floor tonight, you know. Well be much warmer under a quilt, sharing each others' heat-"

a single finger

his hands, chuckling as he shook his head. 'I'm not a monster, Lena. There's plenty of room, and extra blankets. You can have your own. I bet I can find a few sleeping bags, too. That way... we couldn't touch each other, you know, being zipped up in our bags...

my eyes. Something about the way he was looking at me sent a warm rush down the length

trunk, tucking his hands in the pockets of

and he was no

thanks," I whispered, tucking a rogue lock of hair behind my

tight with two people standing in the main room. "There’s tea in the cabinet, and

at the cabinets on the far wall. There was no refrigerator,

towels in the bathroom if you want to take a shower.

"Okay, thanks."

full height. "I'll

down at the floor, trying to hide the smile that touched my lips as he moved across

was frigid, just like Xander had said it would be. I walked back out to the main room, put a log in the woodstove, and poured myself a cup of tea while I waited for the shower to heat up,

look in the bedroom-not yet, at least. I’d cross that bridge when it was time to accept the fact that if I wanted to sleep at all during the next

I stepped back out into the main room, dressed in thick thermal leggings and a matching sweatshirt, Xander had returned. He rose from the armchair,

we go to bed," he said, and I narrowed

anyone ever told you that

I refilled my mug of tea and sat down next to the fire, exhaling deeply. I could feel fatigue setting into my bones, but I knew the second I surrendered to it, I would have to curl up next to

staring right

the issues they're having with the crops?" he asked,

said they

need to use it. It's interesting, Lena. The soil was abnormal, but all of the tests

look at your findings tomorrow

staring down at his apple for

know, I don't actually know what you study," I said, bringing my tea to my

as I took a sip of my tea. He was staring at me, watching me take a drink, his eyes lingering on my mouth before he met my eyes with an intense stare. I felt suddenly lightheaded, and took another, deeper sip, hoping to wash the unusual feelings

chemistry major," he said quickly, standing up and tossing his apple into a wastebasket. "I'm your lab, essentially." He glanced

empty mug in my hands. He walked into the bedroom, but I walked past him into the bathroom to rinse out my mug and brush my teeth. I could hear him in the bedroom. He was unzipping something, then

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