Rachael watched her
all-too-handsome lover go through her front door.
First hangover, ouch. He perked up quick though. They
probably have some secret remedy they won’t share with earthlings.
She went back to bed
but couldn’t sleep, so she cleaned
the kitchen instead.
“We sure made a mess here last night.”
Bonbon neither agreed
nor disagreed. She sat next to her empty food dish and tapped it with her claws
out, making a “tink, tink, tink” sound, clearly stating cats want food too.
It promised to be another
long and dull day.
Weekend... What would I have done in my old life? Called
some friends, gone to the mall, maybe. Now we don’t have cars, or phones. I could take the bus, but if I meet
anyone who knows me, well they’ll take
one look and see I’m hiding
something.
Her relationship with
Peter might not be a well-hidden secret anymore, but the fewer people who knew,
the better. She wasn’t up to answering
questions.
“Meow.”
“What is it? Do you want to go out?”
The cat sat in the
window, and Rachael peeked out too. Peter headed down her drive way.
“Already? That can’t be good.”
Bonbon clearly
disagreed; she ran for the hall, probably eager to meet him and make him
stumble through running around his feet.
When Rachael opened the
door and Peter stopped in the doorway, flashing a smile, she realized she’d forgotten to dress. From the look on his face
and glittering eyes, he could see her nipples just fine.
“I’m...
gonna go get a robe.”
“No...”
He pulled the door shut
and reached for her, tugging her close. The strong arm around her erased all
sensible thoughts and questions, and she stuttered, “I... I... You...”
He nodded without
breaking eye contact, making it seem as if she said something profound.
“You’re
right. I left too quickly.”
How am I supposed to think, or talk, when you’re this close?
He made it worse
through bending even closer, and pausing with his lips an inch or so from hers,
murmuring, “I forgot something.”
She closed half the gap
between them, skin tingling from having him so close.
“What’s
that?”
He didn’t answer; he waited for a second long as a
year, brushing his fingers over her neck. Just when she thought he’d finally kiss her, he pulled away, grabbed her
nightie, and drew it over her head in a swift movement.
“This. I wanted to take this off. I was going to
wait until tonight, but I think I’ll
just take it now.”
Seriously? This is torture. He knows how much I want him,
doesn’t he, Big Meanie.
He smirked, as if able
to read her thoughts.
“Outside is calmer than I expected, and I could
probably stay a little. Unless you want time alone?”
She wanted to smack him over the chest or
something for making her feel so flustered, but she gave up. He was better at
waiting than she and would win this game every time.
Pheromones, that’s what it is. Not my fault.
His grip on her
tightened when she kissed him, but he still withdrew much too quickly.
“What does that mean? Should I stay? I could
just leave.”
Maria Hammarblad
Genre: Space Opera Romance
Publisher: Sadowski Media
Date of Publication: August 30, 2018
Originally published by Desert Breeze August 2013
ISBN: 1722281871
ASIN: B07GZ1ZHH7
Number of pages: 192
Word Count: 49282
Cover Artist: Patty Jansen
Tagline: They’re here. Are you ready?
Book Description:
Seven billion people on Earth go about their daily lives, and no one is prepared when a global EMP slows the world to a crawl. Within days alien soldiers line the streets, and life will never be the same. In the midst of chaos, Rachael Hill struggles to adapt to the new order, doing her best to keep herself and her cat alive.
On a ship far above the planet surface, Peter just got his new Earth name, and can’t even remember his identity from the last world he visited. It’s another day on the job, one more planet on a never-ending list. That is, until Rachael bumps into him, dropping exotic objects all around his feet. His culture taught him females should be obeyed and protected, but he never had an urge to leave himself at a woman’s mercy until now.
About the Author:
Maria Hammarblad is an author and bass player whose fascination with books started early. Before she could read or write, she made her mother staple papers together to resemble books. She drew suns in them and claimed they were "The Sun Book." They were all about the sun.
The four-year-old also claimed her existence on Earth was a mistake, the result of a horrible mix-up, and that her real family would come to bring her home to her own planet at any time. This didn't happen, but her fascination with books and other worlds stayed with her.
Besides novels, she also writes award-winning screenplays, enjoys photography, and works with animal rescue organizations.
Website: http://www.hammarblad.com
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