Alien Desire: A sci-fi contemporary menage romance (Stargazers Book 2) Read Free

his ass. “You're not so bad yourself.”
    “I'll see you later, then?” He asked, putting his tie back on.
    “Definitely. Is there anywhere around here we can see a movie? I was thinking you, me, Larch...maybe Pax if he's game.”
    Larch whistled. “You don't waste any time do you, lover girl?” He winked. “Yes, there is. We have our own theater of sorts. We get movies a couple of months after they're released, and I think we got a shipment in the other day. A movie night is definitely in order.”
    “Sounds great.” Gina pulled her pantyhose back on, even though they were ripped. She would have to stop by her place to get another pair. It would be all too obvious what was going on if she came back into work most afternoons with holes in her hose. She stifled a laugh at the thought.
    “You going to invite Pax, or should I?” Larch gave her a wicked grin as he slipped his penny loafers back on.
    Gina pursed her lips, thinking. “I'll invite him. I have to swing by his office anyway and ask him a question about the work he gave me to do.”
    “Cool. See you then. So, this is just a movie, not like Netflix and chill for four, right?” Larch cracked a laugh.
    Gina decked him on the arm.
    “Ouch! That hurt.”
    “It's just a movie. This time.” She winked and walked out of his apartment.
     
    * * * *
    “Movie night? Sure. I'm down.” Pax was more than down. He was up...again. Just looking at Gina Forester made him hot under more than the collar.
    She grinned at him. “Great. I'll get back to work. Oh. Where is the theater?” She laughed.
    “It's on the bottom level—the basement. Just take the elevator down.”
    “Alright. 8:00 sharp. I'm bringing popcorn and some drinks.” Gina smiled and left his office.
    Pax sighed, sinking into his desk chair. He wasn't going to get any work done with that vixen around. All he wanted to do was fantasize about her and find release.
    He groaned and slapped his desk. “Get to work, Dr.”
     
    * * * *
    The movie was probably great, but Pax couldn't keep his mind on it. All he could think about was that Gina Forester was sleeping with his colleagues. He could tell. They weren't handsy with each other, but he didn't miss the winks and small touches that happened between the three of them.
    Dammit. I'm missing out on that, but she's obviously just a slut. It's for the best. I've had enough heartbreak like that to last me for a lifetime.
    “More popcorn?” Gina broke into his reverie as she sat beside him on the plush couch—right beside him.
    He cleared his throat. “Sure.”
    Gina handed him the bag. “Finish it up.” She smiled.
    “Thanks.” He looked back at the screen.
    “Good movie, huh?” She asked.
    All Pax could think about was her thigh so close to his own.
    “I guess so. My mind is on other things.” Pax ate a handful of popcorn, hoping he wouldn't choke from nervousness.
    “I suppose so. You're the hero of the moment with your discovery.”
    He shrugged. “We'll see what happens.”
    Pax felt deflated. He was glad he had likely found evidence for alien life, of course, and that it would possibly lead to fame, fortune, and scientific findings that no one could have ever imagined. But all he wanted right now was Dr. Gina Forester—in his bed. He had it bad.
    “Penny for your thoughts?” Gina touched his arm, and he flinched.
    “You don't want to know.” He laughed shortly, still avoiding her gaze.
    “Yeah. I actually do.” Her tone was curt now. “You're so strange. You turn it on and then off. You're nice and then short with me. I don't know what to think.”
    The credits rolled.
    “Hey, guys. The movie's over.” Ford stood, hands in his pockets, unsmiling.
    “I can see that. We're talking. Thanks.” Pax spoke shortly, aware of the other man's jealousy and enjoying it.
    “We'll close up, Ford.” Gina spoke softly, her eyes communicating something to Ford that Pax didn't understand.
    “Okay, have a good one, then.” Larch winked at