Page 45 of Alien Wants A Wife

“For a TV network or a production studio.”

“I should get back…” she says, but she doesn’t move. Probably dreading sleeping beside Killan.

“I can kind of understand why he’s so intense,” I whisper. “I’d hate it, too, if three abducted women turned up at my house and I couldn’t do anything to help them.”

“He could pull his finger out of his ass,” she grumbles.

“He’s worked really hard on his family business. I imagine he’s scared LOVE GALAXY is going to be negative publicity. Still, I’m sorry he’s being such a dick to you.”

“Maybe I’m being a bit of a dick to him,” she concedes, slumping against me. “We should never have signed up for reality TV. What idiots we were.”

“Hindsight’s a bitch. Speaking of, do you trust Chloe?” Wrapping an arm around Lydia’s shoulders, I metaphoricallycross my fingers and toes that the cameras aren’t more sensitive than Human ears and can’t hear us. A fool’s hope, no doubt.

“I don’t know.” Lydia sighs. “Probably not… Maybe… She’s Human, at least.”

“Yeah,” I agree but without any real enthusiasm. She is Human, although I’m beginning to think that doesn’t count for much. Roan isn’t Human, and he’s the nicest guy on the entire planet.

I stare down at a sleeping Roan.

“You’re lucky,” Lydia whispers, hugging me before standing. “Roan is at least bearable to be around.”

I barely notice as the bedroom door shuts behind her, and I’m still watching Roan several minutes later when he opens his eyes.

They don’t glow, exactly. But there’s a brightness to them that means I can see he’s awake even though it’s still dark.

“How much of that did you hear?”

He doesn’t answer. I’m guessing he doesn’t enjoy answering whenever he knows I won’t like his response. Which is a bit of a cop out, but I guess it’s better than him outright lying.

If I’m being brutally honest with myself, maybe I’m a little bit grateful I lacked hindsight and got abducted. It meant I got to meet Roan. Weighing up how much I hate Mr. Smith and how much I fancy Roan, the scales are definitely skewed toward Roan’s direction.

If only there’d been some way we would’ve met that didn’t involve LOVE GALAXY, my deal with Chloe and Mr. Smith’s threats.

I’ve got the strangest feeling these seventeen days are going to whiz by, and then I’ll have to face the miserable prospect of saying goodbye to a good man.

Chapter Seventeen

COMMENTATOR CHLOE:

What qualities would your ideal Mate possess?

CITY SINGLE HARLEE:

Oh wow, you’re straight into the hard-hitting questions for our first interview! I guess he’d have to enjoy laughing. A sense of humor is always a must. But I also like a guy who can take himself seriously when the situation’s right. You know, someone who doesn’t joke around when we’re having those serious talks all couples have, about our feelings and our future.

COMMENTATOR CHLOE:

A funny serious guy?

CITY SINGLE HARLEE:

When you put it like that… When can I meet this perfect man?!

City Single Harlee laughs.

CITY SINGLE HARLEE:

Is he here?

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