Maxar (The Mating Games Book 4) by Catty Diva Page A

in their contract that they agreed to be under video surveillance. Jerry gave her a bad feeling and she always trusted her gut. She filled out the request for cameras, asked that they be hidden, and forwarded it to security after she asked for a rush job.
    Yeah, she was paranoid lately but life had been handing out lemons and she didn’t like lemonade. Ernie preferred to have her choice of fruit instead of having it chosen for her. This job would help her raise her child and a lazy worker wasn’t going to slack off and do her out of a job. Once the cameras were in place she would review them weekly. There was no way to avoid a little overtime to ensure that everyone was doing their job properly.
    The factory had security but cameras were only at the doors to make sure no one took any weed home beyond the allotment each worker got weekly. Ernie only took one allotment a month getting paid out for the other three. It was almost time to go home and she was reasonably sure Jerry had not completed his work. Something was going on with that man besides his lecherous behavior that was making her gut churn with nervousness. Maybe it was just that he gave the impression of a sexual predator where women were concerned. That was hard to say.
    It was time to go home so she walked out the nearest exit through the device that scanned for any unauthorized items. They really wanted to make sure no one was smuggling out Oison weed. Ernie couldn’t believe anyone would risk a job with such good pay and exceptional benefits. Since lunch was provided in the employee cafeteria, her policy was nothing in and nothing out. She had a small stash for emergencies with a change of clothing and some feminine items but she hadn’t had to use them yet.
    The childcare center was next door and Zandal, the older mated female that kept the children, lived next door to the center. Her husband worked at the factory managing the docks where product was brought in and left to go to the buyers once it was processed and packaged. His name was Denbar and Ernie dealt with him occasionally finding him to be likable. So far all the Mazlans had been nice and respectful people. Ernie breezed in the door looking for her baby girl, little Shandra.
    Shandra looked up seeing her immediately and squealed. Hopping up she ran throwing herself into her mama’s arms. Ernie felt the warmth, love, and trust flowing from her tiny tot. As long as she could take care of her daughter and they were together, everything was right in her world. As she left she ran into Maxar. They talked for a while and he made silly faces at Shandra who giggled at him. It was sweet the way they got along but odd to see him here. She would almost suspect he had followed her here but he explained that he signed off on whatever supplies Zandal needed for the children.
    Ernie gave some excuses escaping Maxar but not feeling good about it. The male was getting to her. She really liked him to the point she could even see them together down the line. Unfortunately she’d heard in less than three months he would be in the mating games. If she signed up there was no guarantee he would be the one to catch her. Late at night, Ernie felt lonely missing having a man in her bed. The only male she’d wanted since her husband was Maxar.
    She grabbed Shandra’s bag that contained all the things a young one her age needed then they hurried home. Ernie had her routine down with things rarely disturbing it. As soon as they got in the house, Shandra went to her room to play while Ernie got supper in the oven. Cooking was a skill she’d been forced to learn when she’d gotten married and her husband Alfie had wanted her to stay home. Not really feeling a pull toward anything else, she’d agreed.
    Once supper was in the oven, she went to find her baby girl. Together they did chores like picking up toys, doing laundry, even vacuuming. Shandra was at the age where helping was fun and she was surprisingly helpful. Next