Alien Romance: Stranded With The Alien Assassin: Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Celestial Mates Book 3) by Marla Therron
Authors: Marla Therron
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one. The tallest clay building. Jayne stopped walking completely as she remembered the scene, remembered how she first saw all of this while being shoved out of a ship. A ship that was still there. “How is it still here?” she asked.
“Summer season,” D’Anil answered, “They don’t do trips during the summer season. The odds wouldn’t be worth it, the people they’d lose…” He sighed, looking at the large ship that sat on the edge of the circles, completely lifeless. If not for the gleam of the rising sun on the metal, it would look as abandoned as the base it inhabited. “Can you fly it?” he asked.
“That?” Jayne asked, nodding her head towards it. Her breathing picked up. This was the first time she’d ever been out of her planet before. She’d never had the money for it before that. She didn’t even have the money for it now, having been forcibly taken.
“I can drive it a little bit,” Sophie said, coming up from behind them, her eyes fixed on it. “My little brothers are both obsessed with being space commanders. If there’s a manual or something, and coordinates for another place we could go… I think I might be able to try. I’d need a co-pilot, too.”
Jayne met her blue eyes and nodded. “Hey, as long as you tell me what to do, I can try not to blow this thing up.”
D’Anil looked at the both of them, unsure. “How did either of you expect to get off this planet before?”
Sophie smiled wanly at him. “That was Jayne’s job to get us here,” she said, “Now, I’m going to go figure out how to get this thing working.” She didn’t tell D’Anil goodbye or thank you for helping them, and it was only when Jayne realized the rude gesture that she realized she’d also need to do that too.
She looked at D’Anil, a hint of desperation in her eyes. “So… I guess… I guess this is it.”
He crossed his hands over his chest, not quite looking at her. He was doing that thing again, building up walls around himself and pushing her out. “Yeah, well, just figure out a way to mail me my money,” he said, “I’ll probably have to change my address. Alem is going to know it was me that helped get you in. But that’s fine; there’s other cities.”
Jayne shook her head. Was D’Anil, the epitome of all that was stoic in the universe, rambling ? “D’Anil, I need to tell you something, and I also need to ask you something,” she said.
“Of course you do,” he sighed.
She swallowed just as she heard the ship start, the engines revving and vibrating. Sophie called for her to come help, but Jayne stayed glued to the spot in front of him. Why lie ? Why tell the truth ? she thought, remembering the old woman and the son. How they treated her with distrust. D’Anil… He deserved better than that. And at this point, it would be too late for him to do anything about the lie she told. Besides maybe kill her.
“I’m not actually a schoolteacher,” she blurted out. Her arms fell tightly to her sides, hands balling into fists. Jayne looked down at her feet. “I… I actually work for the New York City police department.”
“What?”
She sighed. “I work for a justice team where I live. It’s how I got captured in the first place,” Jayne explained, “Women kept going missing, and I had to find out why ! So I went… I went to one of the seedier parts of town, to places where these women were last seen, and… And I got captured in the next batch. But I couldn’t say anything, not without risking my life even more, and I still had to figure out what was happening.”
“And now you know… God, is that why? Is that why every conversation with you is a damn interrogation?” D’Anil demanded. He stepped back from her, angry. And Jayne understood it, felt it was perfectly justified. While D’Anil didn’t tell her certain things, when he did, he never lied. The same could not be said for her. “What do you plan on doing, Jayne? Take down the entire city? Take me
“Summer season,” D’Anil answered, “They don’t do trips during the summer season. The odds wouldn’t be worth it, the people they’d lose…” He sighed, looking at the large ship that sat on the edge of the circles, completely lifeless. If not for the gleam of the rising sun on the metal, it would look as abandoned as the base it inhabited. “Can you fly it?” he asked.
“That?” Jayne asked, nodding her head towards it. Her breathing picked up. This was the first time she’d ever been out of her planet before. She’d never had the money for it before that. She didn’t even have the money for it now, having been forcibly taken.
“I can drive it a little bit,” Sophie said, coming up from behind them, her eyes fixed on it. “My little brothers are both obsessed with being space commanders. If there’s a manual or something, and coordinates for another place we could go… I think I might be able to try. I’d need a co-pilot, too.”
Jayne met her blue eyes and nodded. “Hey, as long as you tell me what to do, I can try not to blow this thing up.”
D’Anil looked at the both of them, unsure. “How did either of you expect to get off this planet before?”
Sophie smiled wanly at him. “That was Jayne’s job to get us here,” she said, “Now, I’m going to go figure out how to get this thing working.” She didn’t tell D’Anil goodbye or thank you for helping them, and it was only when Jayne realized the rude gesture that she realized she’d also need to do that too.
She looked at D’Anil, a hint of desperation in her eyes. “So… I guess… I guess this is it.”
He crossed his hands over his chest, not quite looking at her. He was doing that thing again, building up walls around himself and pushing her out. “Yeah, well, just figure out a way to mail me my money,” he said, “I’ll probably have to change my address. Alem is going to know it was me that helped get you in. But that’s fine; there’s other cities.”
Jayne shook her head. Was D’Anil, the epitome of all that was stoic in the universe, rambling ? “D’Anil, I need to tell you something, and I also need to ask you something,” she said.
“Of course you do,” he sighed.
She swallowed just as she heard the ship start, the engines revving and vibrating. Sophie called for her to come help, but Jayne stayed glued to the spot in front of him. Why lie ? Why tell the truth ? she thought, remembering the old woman and the son. How they treated her with distrust. D’Anil… He deserved better than that. And at this point, it would be too late for him to do anything about the lie she told. Besides maybe kill her.
“I’m not actually a schoolteacher,” she blurted out. Her arms fell tightly to her sides, hands balling into fists. Jayne looked down at her feet. “I… I actually work for the New York City police department.”
“What?”
She sighed. “I work for a justice team where I live. It’s how I got captured in the first place,” Jayne explained, “Women kept going missing, and I had to find out why ! So I went… I went to one of the seedier parts of town, to places where these women were last seen, and… And I got captured in the next batch. But I couldn’t say anything, not without risking my life even more, and I still had to figure out what was happening.”
“And now you know… God, is that why? Is that why every conversation with you is a damn interrogation?” D’Anil demanded. He stepped back from her, angry. And Jayne understood it, felt it was perfectly justified. While D’Anil didn’t tell her certain things, when he did, he never lied. The same could not be said for her. “What do you plan on doing, Jayne? Take down the entire city? Take me
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