Dude just star hopped away like a skerred little bitch!
I cackled, pleased I’d knocked the more intimidating twin off his game.
Prolly gonna go jerk off while thinking about Space Daddy.
Earth Angel
Fair. I know I would.
Wait, what?
Before I could make my slutty bestie spill, a hissing voice speaking the trade language had my hair standing on end.
“You are searching for a nanny bot, yes?”
Nanny bot?
I turned to face who I assumed was the robot vendor, hustling for a sale, only to come face to…faceswith a Hydrassian.
Eek.
With Zion’s supe form being a giant lizard—analienlizard—you’d think encountering extraterrestrial reptiles wouldn’t faze me. But it was one thing to observe a creature with multiple snakeheads from afar, and an entirely different experience to have a multitude of unblinking reptilian eyes fixed on you.
Pedro must have felt equally unnerved, because they were burrowed deep in their pouch, unmoving and quiet as death.
It’s okay, P—I’ve got this.
Realizing the Hydrassian had caught me in the corner of the lot farthest from the main drag, I flashed my most charming smile. “Why would I require a nanny bot?”
All six snakeheads zeroed in on the baby sling. “Because you have offspring. May we see it?”
How ‘bout no?
“My offspring is sleeping,” I replied in a light tone even as I discreetly raised my shields around both of us. “And mymatewill be back any moment.”
I retreated, only to have the Hydrassian advance, backing me into a corner. While I felt fairly confident I could escape—or hold my own in a fight—I didnotappreciate having my personal space disrespected.
Read the room, dude.
The… creepy robot abandoned lot…
Releasing a slow breath, I sent as many DANGER vibes to Ziggy as I could without alerting the alien in front of me that I was anything other than completely calm.
“You do not appear to be mated.” The Hydrassian judgmentally looked me over, and I bristled.
What the fuck doesthatmean?
“Well, he is.” Ziggy suddenly appeared behind my opponent, making all twelve reptilian eyes widen in alarm. “To me.”
13
ZIGGY
I can’t leave him alone for a minute.
It didn’t shock me anymore that trouble followed Micah everywhere he went, but this magnetism for disaster was making my protective instincts go haywire.
“Celestial catastrophe” may be the perfect distinction after all…
