blinded by the fact that these two uberhot men seemed interested in her that she’d forgotten her meds in her purse at their house?
“You don’t understand.” She grasped Braxton’s forearm. “I have medication I have to take. I could die without it.” Hope wasn’t sure how long it would take because her sugar wasn’t really all that bad…yet. However, she was supposed to take two pills a day and she’d left the bottle in her bag at the house. Or was it at their house? Did she have her purse there? She couldn’t recall. Why couldn’t she remember?
Joran moved to wrap his arm around her shoulders and drew her close. “Do not worry, little one.” He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. “Carella has assured us that she has repaired your body.”
“Don’t think that I’m going to believe this nonsense any more now than I did before. Just because you managed to slip me some sort of hallucinogen again doesn’t mean that I’m ready to believe I’m no longer a diabetic. Going without my medicine could kill me, you know. If I die, you’ll be guilty of murder or at least involuntary manslaughter.”
Hope wasn’t sure about her claim, but she knew they would be responsible for her death. What charges could be levied against them would be a moot point as far as she was concerned if she was dead.
“You won’t die, Hope.” Braxton moved to press a kiss to her forehead. “I promise.”
Joran moved closer to tweak her nose. “Carella repaired your body, Hope. You are no longer a diabetic. Whatever illnesses you had are no longer an issue.”
How she wished that were true. Hope couldn’t imagine a machine with the ability to cure cancer or one that could suddenly fix her defective body so she could have children. It wouldn’t matter. At nearly fifty, it wouldn’t be safe for her to get pregnant, not to mention carry a baby to term.
Unshed tears burned her eyes and she blinked them away. There was no use crying over something she couldn’t change. Hadn’t she already decided that over a year ago when she found out Bob not only had a girlfriend, but that he’d gotten her pregnant?
Hope had cried for nearly a month over that. Every time she thought she was through, Bob would come home with some new bit of news that would start the waterworks all over again. It had taken that month to decide she didn’t want or need him around if he couldn’t stop seeing his girlfriend on a daily basis. It was obvious where his heart and mind belonged. He only stayed with Hope out of some misguided sense of obligation, not because he loved her.
Taking a deep breath, Hope resolved to finally come to grips with the fact that she would never hold a child of her own, but she knew that didn’t make her less of a woman, and she refused to let it define the woman she intended to be.
A loud grumbling noise came from her stomach, and she felt her cheeks grow warm. Wasn’t it just her luck that her belly would have to complain while they still stood so close?
“Come. We’ll get you something to eat,” Joran said as he led her from the room.
“Like I really need something,” she mumbled as they led her out the door and into a small room. “Where are you taking me?”
“Like Joran said, to get you something to eat.”
The little room jerked, and she got the unmistakable sensation of being in an elevator. She didn’t see any controls or buttons, but that didn’t mean anything. If they really were on some strange spaceship, like they claimed, they would have technology beyond anything she’d ever seen before.
She thought about everything she’d seen in the last few hours and finally came to grips with the fact that she was either barking mad, or they had told her the truth.
Heat seeped through her clothing and sent tingles up and down her spine where their hands rested against her back. The cool air coming from somewhere above them filtered down and made her shiver. The contrast between the temperatures