Page 14 of The Alien Warrior's Vow

Lans grabbed Eema by the waist and tried to hoist her off him.

She resisted, pushing his hands away and rubbing against his hardness in her stubbornness to remain seated on him. Heat pulsed through Lans and he gritted his teeth.

“Tell me,” Eema insisted, her face charging toward his.

Lans growled and pushed up at the same time.

Their lips collided.

Sparks exploded in his head.

It lasted only a moment before Eema jumped back, a hand to her chest and her eyes wider than her fists. She pressed a finger to her lips. “W-what was that?”

“A spark from our neural implant.”

“Wait.” Her bright eyes narrowed. He could tell that she was already putting the pieces together.

He nodded. “My zapten connected to a new frequency…”

She gasped as realization dawned. “The moment we kissed.”

Six

Emma

Alien nights weredifferent than earth ones.

The air felt heavier. Stiffer.

The shadows were thicker.

But that only made the moonlight brighter whenever it was out and in full glory. The yellow rays splayed over the expanse of the mountainous region, bathing the tips of the caps in gold. She sucked in a deep breath as she sat by the window, unable to sleep because of Lilliana’s snoring.

No, that wasn’t entirely true.

She was unable to sleep because of her rushing thoughts.

Her fingers moved up to her lips and she pressed down, applying the same amount of pressure that Lans had during training today. She could still feel the zap from that collision thrumming through her veins.

Emma shook her head.

Whatever.

Her body was obviously having some allergic reaction to being kissed by an alien. She was a human, after all. It wasn’t like she’d been built with alien make-out sessions in mind. Or maybe it was something in the air.

Her inability to stop thinking about their kiss definitelywasn’tbecause she felt a connection to that closed-off, hulking alien warrior.

Absolutely.

Freaking.

Not.

She was stronger than this. Smarter than this.

The last thing Emma wanted to do was go falling in love with someone she was determined to leave. Why start a relationship that was doomed to fail?

Lilliana snorted in her sleep again. Emma shot the girl a dirty look over her shoulder. Her roommate sprawled off, completely at peace with her hair rumpled and her mouth hanging open.