Crazy Options

"There is no milk!" The words blurted right out of her mouth immediately after she pulled away from me.

My brows shot up.

Of course, there was no fucking milk! How was it supposed to get there?

"And?" I gritted out, placing my hands on my nipples before this alien would decide they were once again worthy of assault.

What the fuck was wrong with her?

She gasped, horror flashing in her eyes along with tears that swindled in them.

What was wrong with this creature?

Was I supposed to feed her some milk? What was I now? A cow? Did they bring me here because they thought I had milk?!

WOULD THEY KILL ME WHEN THEY DISCOVERED I HAD NO MILK?!

Oh my goodness!

This wasn't good. This wasn't good! THIS WASN'T GOOD!

"Your baby is dead." She shook her head, pressing her hand over her mouth as she started mourning for the baby I never had.

What the hell was going on?

What was more important right now? The milk? Or a baby?