Alien Romance: Desired By The Alien Boss: A Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Rusneon Mates Book 2)

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Book: Alien Romance: Desired By The Alien Boss: A Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Rusneon Mates Book 2) Read Free
Author: Ashley Hunter
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of contact with her boss and while it seemed cold at first, she came to prefer it.
    By the time she returned home on her second day, she felt a little more at ease, even though her exhaustion was still pretty choking. She hardly had any energy to play with Linus when she got home and the cat voiced his displeasure at her lack of enthusiasm at making him chase the light from her phone.
    Nevertheless, Andrea couldn’t help but find some comfort in knowing that she wasn’t getting fired… yet.
    The third day came and went, and then the fourth…the fifth…
    Two weeks passed and Andrea found herself befriending some of the scientists from the second level. Simon, the man with the goggles had shown her around with a little more enthusiasm after Roland gave her an earful for not wearing closed toed shoes.
    The woman with the ginger hair and chubby cheeks was named Sally, and she was super friendly when it came to food. Simon had even told Andrea that Sally was more prone to giving information whenever she was offered food. The woman had smacked the man on the head before stomping off muttering.
    Overall, the work was tiring but not unpleasant and Andrea found that she could even enjoy her job. That was, until she received a message from Mr. Rhys to stay until nine one Friday evening.
    Unable to find a reason to say ‘no’ aside from wanting to go home, Andrea had agreed.
    He was waiting for her in his office, managing several devices at once while he plugged in several schematics into the formulas on the screen. None of it made any lick of sense to Andrea but she found she didn’t really need to understand much of it.
    “Good,” Mr. Rhys said, motioning her with his chin.
    “I need you to assist me in putting in some information here.”
    “Where would you like me?” Andrea asked, and when he pointed, she moved toward one of the many gadgets and found a keyboard and mouse by one of the whirring machines.
    “I’ll dictate,” her boss said. Sure enough they began to work, and as he spoke, Andrea typed in as quickly as he spoke, pausing when she couldn’t spell a certain word.
    He would then spell it out, and proceed and they would continue pouring numbers in a calculating algorithm that brought out results that he would then type into another device and watch a graph shape and contort in lines of colors and displays of x and y axis that shifted and relayed information into other graphs. After a couple of hours of working on that, he handed her another tablet.
    “I’ll need you to hold on to a few pieces of information, like so,” he then demonstrated by holding his fingertips to the screen over some numbers and she watched as they became highlighted and even popped out.
    They returned to normal when he released. “Got that?”
    Andrea nodded and began to follow his instructions as he walked toward another machine and began to put in information. They worked like this in some silence, interrupted only when he gave her orders and when she replied.
    It was 8:30 by the time Andrea was feeling groggy and tired, and her phone chirped with a final alarm, alerting her of the time the last train to her home would depart.
    “Alright, I’m putting in some information,” Mr. Rhys said, “I want you to read to me what you get when I send it to you.”
    Andrea nodded, too tired to speak and stifling a yawn. The tablet in her hand let out a soft ding when it received the file and she opened it. She frowned when she got it.
    “Uh, is it supposed to look like this?”
    “Like what?”
    Andrea motioned at it, “Like this…”
    Mr. Rhys took a few steps forward and Andrea expected him to take the tablet from her hands. Instead, he paused behind her back to look over her shoulder.
    She froze at the proximity between them, feeling his warmth at her back. She caught a strange fragrance that was unusual but also pleasant, like a musk that warmed and soothed her as she breathed.
    “Hm…” he hummed and she felt his breath on

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