Dating the Kot'olls Series by Alina Riley

His four arms seem to seep into my personal space. Day by day, he seems to move closer to me.It is the first day at school where I become a librarian. The school hall is crowded with air sucked out of my lungs. There comes Telke, the big kot'oll sports teacher with his four arms, sitting next to me, feeling like he'll squeeze into me even when he's just there, seated.It feels like I run into him all the time at school. I was getting annoyed until.. moreHis four arms seem to seep into my personal space. Day by day, he seems to move closer to me.It is the first day at school where I become a librarian. The school hall is crowded with air sucked out of my lungs. There comes Telke, the big kot'oll sports teacher with his four arms, sitting next to me, feeling like he'll squeeze into me even when he's just there, seated.It feels like I run into him all the time at school. I was getting annoyed until... an accident happened and he wasn't around me all the time. Maybe I miss the big guy, or it's just a thing with habit.Which is harder? For him to keep four hands off me or for me to keep my two hands off him? less

My team is there to catch the robbers, but he's in my path and refuses to leave...I have him withheld to teach him a lesson, but when I'm heading to the parking lot, the snowstorm has us snowed in...He annoys me, but with the broken heating system, his spaceship may be the only place that's safe. I hate that, but we have to stay alive in his dumb spaceship. Worse, there's only one bed...He may be innocent, but he can't impress me just by acting nice, not just like that... moreMy team is there to catch the robbers, but he's in my path and refuses to leave...I have him withheld to teach him a lesson, but when I'm heading to the parking lot, the snowstorm has us snowed in...He annoys me, but with the broken heating system, his spaceship may be the only place that's safe. I hate that, but we have to stay alive in his dumb spaceship. Worse, there's only one bed...He may be innocent, but he can't impress me just by acting nice, not just like that. Well, his four arms won't sweeten the deal either. Yet... keeping myself away from him may be harder than I expected.Will what's between us remain after the snowstorm is over? Or will everything melt with the snow? less

When the most annoying patron arrives by the bar counter, I run for the big kot'oll guy, inviting myself into his arms, all four of those. We may not have been mates, but maybe we can be that for an evening, just long enough until the annoyance is gone.And boy does he take me under his arms and then some. It doesn't take long before the evening stretches into days and weeks. Where do I draw the line again? What's real and what's not?