Micah's Mate (Dark Sky) Read Free Page A

would almost bet that he was not a threat to her; there was just something in the way he spoke to her that put her at ease. Granted he may have been doing some more of the mood control thing but she didn’t think so, she couldn’t feel it if he was.
                  Raising an eyebrow he gave her a perplexed look not understanding her reference, “Gut instinct?” The jumpsuit was down to his waist, showing off the golden brown skin of a nicely toned, completely smooth chest. Katlyn noticed a small tattoo over his heart. It was almost a yin yang symbol; two halves separated about an inch but mirroring the other.  Fleetingly she wondered what it stood for.
                  Placing her hand over her heart she tried to explain, “Instinct? Hmm, the feeling right here that lets you know you are doing the right thing.”
                  Micah nodded slightly, “I know this feeling.” He pushed the jumpsuit the rest of the way off and slid the PJ's on. Rubbing the material between his fingers Micah frowned; this material would not due. “These are not very protecting.”
                  “No, they are for sleeping; which is what you will be pretending to do if the cop comes back.” Katlyn looked at him pointedly. Surely he understood the importance of this.
                  “Ahh, so you wish for me to pretend to be your mate.” Micah could not help but tease her; she looked completely serious standing there with her hands on her hips. He smiled slightly as he thought of his mission. If she only knew what he was here for she would not find this conversation funny.
                  “It will be the easiest to explain and least likely to raise questions.” Katlyn took the jumpsuit and folded it. “This needs to be put away out of site.” She opened the cedar chest at the end of the bed and placed it in there under a couple of blankets. “Here we go. Now, are you hungry? Tired?”
                  “I am a little hungry and very tired.” Micah reached out and touched her smooth arm, enjoying the feel of her warm skin against his, “Thank you for your help.” She was being very considerate to him; again it was not what he had been expecting.
    Katlyn looked up into those deep grey eyes, “You're welcome. Maybe tomorrow you will be willing to give me some answers. Come-on, let's get you something to eat.” Katlyn moved out of the bedroom and back down the stairs to the kitchen, “Oh and you may not want to pull that calming trick on anyone else around here. It’s pretty disconcerting.”
                  “I will remember. Thank you.” Micah followed her down the stairs and wondered what type of food she would give him. This world was turning out to be a lot different than he had read about. The woman was one part; her attitude and caring nature was so different than he had been lead to believe. What other differences would he find before he left?
                  “It's early so maybe peanut butter and jelly?” Katlyn pulled the jelly out of the fridge and opened the cabinet to grab the peanut butter. “Can you grab the bread?”
    Micah looked around, “Bread?” There was nothing resembling a loaf of bread on the table or counter.
    At his lost look Katlyn pointed at the oblong container in corner of the counter. Ahh, it was wrapped in some type of protective wrapping. Micah grabbed it and handed it to her. It seemed things were not the same as in the books he had studied. He would have to pay closer attention.
    “Thank you. ” quickly Katlyn threw together three peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and handed them to him. The skeptical look the covered his face as he picked one up and turned it this way and that had her laughing.
                  “Trust me, you'll like it.” Katlyn sat on the stool to watch him while he ate. His hesitation was almost comical. It looked like he was almost