CONAN —
"Yeah, a good friend," I stuttered, forcing a smile.
"Kids, this is Alpha Conan. I believe you already met him the first day of our arrival," she remarked.
"Yes, Mom, he saved us from those kidnappers; he is a nice man," the little boy chimmed in.
"That's my favorite," I mumbled inwardly, feeling proud.
"Yes, dear, he's my very good friend," Yvonne added.
Gosh, could she even stop referring to me as a friend? We were not friends; she's my ex-mate, for goodness sake. And she is the only thing I'm craving more than anything else on this earth.
"Not only that he saved us, he was also the one sending those gifts I usually bring home after work," she added, smiling.
"What do you say to him?" she asked them.
"Thank you so much, sir," they echoed in unison.
"You're welcome, love
