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stand at the window and stare at Earth.
    Meanwhile she was having a hard time not staring at Prince Joseph. His deep voice resonated inside her and made her feel tingly all over. She hadn’t felt an attraction to any man in a long time, hadn’t even known if she’d be able to connect with a man after the hell Greg put her through, but here she was looking at the most exquisite male specimen she’d ever laid eyes on and practically drooling over him.
    As the minutes soon turned to hours, he remained at the window gazing upon Earth. She pretended to read, but she couldn’t concentrate enough to make it past the first chapter in the book on her e-reader. Despite her unease around Prince Joseph, she was stunned to realize she felt safer with him in her quarters than she had when she’d been alone.
    He claimed he wanted to protect her. He claimed he knew she feared men. Was that why he was standing so far away from her? Suddenly she wished he were closer, wished she could feel the waves of heat coming off his body.
    She shook her head in an effort to dispel the thoughts she didn’t quite understand. She’d sworn off all men, and she would be an idiot to fall for a huge Reestrian who could easily break her in two. But then she began to wonder about Prince Joseph. Was he already mated? Aside from being a prince, what did he do on Reestria? From what she’d gleamed during her conversations with Kira, there were hordes of princes and princesses in the Galattak Clan on Reestria. Surely they didn’t just all sit around in their castles all day.
    “Look, if you really insist on protecting me, please have a seat.” At that moment, her stomach decided to growl. Her cheeks heated and she ducked her head as he turned around.
    “I will get you something to eat.”
    She glanced up to see concern etched on his face, and something else. Desire? Frustration? Pain? Reestrians weren’t so dissimilar from humans in their facial expressions. At least according to what she’d heard on the news and from Kira. But there was an urgency in the way he looked at her. It unsettled her and excited her at the same time.
    For the first time in ages, pulses of heat quickened between her thighs. She clamped her legs together, fearing he’d somehow know what sort of thoughts she was having. She envisioned him in all his naked glory crawling atop her on the bed, nudging her legs apart, and teasing her clit while his huge length throbbed against her inner thigh. Was his cock in proportion to the rest of his body?
    Heat engulfed her face. She needed to erase such thoughts from her head now. Little good a crush on an alien prince would do her, especially one as powerful as Prince Joseph appeared. If he wasn’t already mated, he probably had his pick of females. What would he want with a divorced human woman with untamable red hair and far too many freckles?
    He remained in front of the window, his eyes riveted on her with growing intensity. “You are hungry, aren’t you, sweet Angie?”
    She wanted to protest him calling her sweet Angie , but she couldn’t summon the words. Instead, she nodded and wished she wasn’t blushing so hard. Maybe he was this nice to all women.
    He called up the comm system in his strange Reestrian language, and she supposed he was ordering food. For a fleeting second she wished she’d accepted the language chip that had been offered to her earlier. But no. She didn’t want a Reestrian doctor messing with her brain.
    As if reading her mind, he said, “You should accept the language chip, sweet Angie. It will make your visit on Reestria more enjoyable if you can understand our tongue. Most Reestrians do not have the language chip and will not be able to speak English with you.”
    “But you are speaking English.”
    He smiled. “I had the chip implanted before my visit to Earth. Eventually most Reestrians will be offered a language chip as Earth and Reestria become more integrated, but that will not happen for many