She woke, instantly aware of two things: her whole body ached, and she had the creepy feeling she got when someone watched her.
She flew upright. Zurian stood at the foot of the bed with his booted feet planted wide and his arms crossed over his chest, silently staring at her. His gaze dropped and she grabbed the covers over her naked breasts. Naked. Oh God, she'd made love with an alien. No, with Zurian, this male who'd made her feel safe during those hours in the reverend's basement. The alien warrior who'd turned vicious when she asked a simple question, who'd put the reverend's head on a pike.
Julia seriously considered drawing the blankets over her head and staying that way for a long, long time. Thank you, Lord, my shots are up to date, she thought. It had cost serious money and she'd had to travel to a neighboring town, but she'd found a reliable source. Pregnancy could turn this into a nightmare.