Earth Girls Aren't Easy Read Free

unconscious gesture that made Danek’s groin tighten. “Okay, then. I guess we should be going. We can stop to drop off Micki’s package on the way.”
    Danek nodded, pleased that she would place priority on fulfilling her obligation to a friend before seeking her pleasure with him. His Angela was as beautiful inside as she was on the outside. Making her his in full would be a pleasure beyond any he’d ever known. He had, however, learned a lesson from Keelan’s too-confident approach to claiming his lady Michelle. He would not create resistance by pushing too hard, too fast to claim what was his.
    It was a stroke of good fortune almost beyond belief that this woman resonated to him, and was receptive to his mental touch. She had the capacity to form the psychic bond with him. He had encountered so many closed minds on his way to deliver the package as promised that it was clear Earth’s sensitive ones were a small percentage of the population. He had amused himself by sending out waves of pleasure impulses to see who around him might react. None but his Angela had.
    Yes, it was good fortune that this friend of Micki’s was his one, yet understandable to Danek’s mind. If there were few who were sensitive on this world, those few would be drawn to each other. It would almost be more shocking if Micki’s trusted friend had turned out to be closed of mind.
    Angela finished her drink and then stood. Danek stood with her, taking the package back to carry it for her. “I need to let them know I’m leaving early.” She gestured at the counter. Danek waited while she went behind the counter, spoke briefly to the other woman working there, retrieved her bag and returned to him.
    She did not love this job, so leaving it permanently would not pose a problem. Although she did love the macchiato. Danek had a sufficient sample in his cup for the replicator . He held his wrist unit over the cup to record the chemical composition for future reproduction. Angela would not be happy if she had to leave behind something that gave her so much pleasure, and Danek had no desire to deprive his one of anything in claiming her. He wished, instead, to offer her more than she had ever known.
     
    “You keep looking at me,” Angie said, not looking at Danek . She concentrated instead on watching where she was walking. If she looked at him, she wasn’t sure she could avoid tripping over her own feet.
    “You are fascinating to look at.” He brushed a loose curl back from her neck and Angie almost did trip. His hand felt so warm and the contact made shivers dance over her skin.
    “You thought Fed-Ex was fascinating,” Angie pointed out. “How far away did you say you lived?”
    “I did not say.” Danek captured her hand and enfolded it in his. His fingers caressed hers in a way that was entirely too distracting. But not so distracting that she let him dodge the question.
    “Yeah, about that,” Angie said, trying to tug her hand free. When she was unsuccessful, she gave up and tried to ignore the big, blond hunk who was holding it captive and kept moving. “Where exactly is Micki?”
    “Do you wish to see her?”
    “Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. I’ve been worried sick.” Angie chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip. “Although judging by the book, she really is fine.” She’d leafed through the pages before sending it off, and while I Was An Alien’s Love Slave was a departure from her previous romances—even skimming, Angie could tell the futuristic tale had gone to a new level of eroticism—it was definitely Micki’s work.
    If Micki had been kidnapped or gone off the deep end, she wouldn’t be writing cheerfully erotic sex scenes, much less enough of them to fill four hundred manuscript pages, so her friend was fine. Still, a part of Angie wouldn’t really rest easy until she saw Micki face to face.
    “It will be my pleasure to take you to her,” Danek said.
    But first, it will be my pleasure to take you. The voice