Page 8 of The Alien Warrior's Heart

He was trapped, same as she, and he took that agony for her.

Simone didn’t trust anyone, but she couldn’t be picky in prison.They were on the same side. At least for now.

“Hey. Blue Alien Guy. Think you could get my hands free?”

He tilted his head and the light hit his square jaw. She felt her heart flutter when his eyes bore into hers. His irises were a deep purple. So strange and yet so beautiful.

Ehem.

Pushing aside the butterflies in her stomach, Simone searched for a way to communicate. Lifting slightly off the cot with her shoulders, she jutted her chin in the direction of her hands. “Free me.”

Still nothing.

Again, she nodded at her hands. “I need to get out of this.”

A flicker of understanding passed through his expression. He dipped his chin sharply.

Simone’s heart raced with excitement.Yes. That’s it, Blue Guy.

Marching to the door, he banged on it until a harried voice grunted at him. The blue alien snarled out a command. If anyone heard him, they’d think he belonged on the other side of the prison door.

As he and the guard had a back-and-forth, Simone waited in tense silence. Sweat dripped down her back and made the gown cling to her skin.

Holding her breath, she nearly shrieked when the sound of a button clicked and the restraints around her wrists and ankles fell away. Simone sat up, massaging the bruised skin.

The blue alien turned and met her eyes.

“W-what are you doing?” She blinked and hopped off the cot.

The blue alien warrior grabbed her shoulders and thrust her against the wall. Fear made her heart gallop in her chest.

She screamed.

The cackle of the guard outside made her feel even more helpless.

She’d been wrong to trust this blue alien.

So wrong.

She knew that.

Why did she think for a second—

The alien put a thick finger to his lips and pointed to the camera on the wall.

Her eyebrows pulled together and she whispered, “What did you say to them?”

“Huhman.” He tugged on her tunic.

She gasped and smacked his hand away. He didn’t seem at all fazed by her resistance and kept subtly darting his eyes at the camera while hovering his hands over her.

Simone caught on quickly.

He wanted her to play along.

Her eyes widened and she nodded. “Okay.”

The alien grunted and thrust his hips forward. She waited for the impact of his groin to hit her center, but it never came. He stopped inches away from her body, pulled back and hoisted his hips again.

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