I’m participating in RR’s Sizzling Summer Reads party this month. If you’re playing along to win the awesome assortment of prizes, below is an excerpt from Alien Attachments, book one where you can find the answer you seek. If you aren’t playing along, why the heck not? Sign up, log in and play to win here.
Excerpt from Alien Attachments:
“How does this work?” Dani sat next to Jared. As soon as her bum hit the cushion, they shot off down the tunnel. She let out a short squeal and grabbed the seat cushions. Her pulse shot up a notch. “Are you steering? Where are the seat belts?” she managed to croak out.
“Autopilot. Don’t worry, it’s perfectly safe.”
“You do realize those are some seriously famous last words, don’t you? Hindenburg? Titanic? Ring a bell?” She forced a smile, hoped it looked better than it felt, and tried to relax. So not happening. She decided to settle for breathing and watched the walls fly past. They were smooth, like someone had melted out the core, which, as far as she knew, wasn’t possible. Then again, floating cars weren’t possible either. Her swimsuit cover billowed up from the breeze so she let go of the seat long enough to tuck the gauzy fabric between her legs. “You mentioned summoning something.”
Jared hesitated a moment. “Guess the cat’s out of the bag now. Be kind of hard to explain this vehicle. Not to mention the gents at the bar. We need an EP. Stands for Earth Protector.”
“Earth Protector? You’re kidding right?”
“No. Pretty much what it sounds like. Cliche as it may be, we are not alone in the universe.”
Dani held Jared’s gaze. She’d heard what he said, but couldn’t process the words. They sat on her brain like little beings, patiently waiting to be let in. Knock, knock. Dani let out a nervous laugh. Maybe if I ignore them, they’ll go away. Jared didn’t blink. Or maybe not.
“So you’re not an EP?”
“Nah, I’m human, just like you. I’m what they call a Support Agent, or SA for short. I do what I can for Ian and the other EPs, but I’m based with Ian.”
“So you’re a spy.”
“Support agent, not secret agent,” Jared said. “Although, we are a secret.”
“You’re a spy for aliens.”
“Stop it. It’s not like that.”
“Wow,” Dani said, letting it go. “Ian is an alien? As in E.T.?” Dani’s fingers ached from gripping the seat cushion. She forced herself to let go. She remembered his smoky green eyes and the touch of his fingers on her shoulders and neck. Something similar to, but oh so different than fear, shot through her. What did you do to me? “And here I was, ready to buy into the whole Chinese pressure points voodoo crap. Not so much, huh?”
Jared shook his head, grinning. “Not so much. Though, I’m surprised how far he went with you.”
“How did you know––” She broke off when she realized he was talking about her healed wounds. “Pretty amazing stuff.” To say the least.
“He was only supposed to help with the pain. Not sure what’s up.”
The cruiser had none of the usual sensations when riding in a vehicle. No hum of the engine or vibrations from the contact between ground and car, and yet the tunnel sped by uncomfortably fast. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, the only clue they were moving was the breeze causing her hair to swirl around her face. She reached up and wiped some strands out of her mouth. Jared sat so nonchalantly wiping his nose, he might as well have been on his couch at home, watching TV. She changed the rhythm her fingers tapped out and thought about all the science fiction movies she’d watched.
“Okay, so, Ian—does he look like he looks?”
“You know, is he really some ten-armed slimy thing wearing a fake skin?”
Jared laughed. “I’m pretty sure what you see is what you get with these guys.”
“How many are there?”
“If you mean EPs, there’s four. Just got a new one in fact. Haven’t met her yet myself.”
“Got a new one, huh? What did he do? Pick her up at an alien yard sale?”
“Ha, ha,” Jared said.
Dani jumped as the cruiser made a slight course adjustment. “So what do you do?”
“Anything I can. Help them blend in and provide human cover when necessary. And always keep my eyes open. Did you get a good look at those boys back at the bar?”
“Yeah. The funky legs and blue blood?” She flashed back to the bar. “And their arms too, now that I think about it. Who are those guys?”
“They’re aliens. Not nice aliens, either.”
“Clearly not related to Ian. I mean, he’s hot, even by Vanity Fair standards.”
Jared looked up from his phone and grinned. “The boys in the bar are Torogs. They aren’t supposed to be here.”
“What do they want?”
“Generally, they come for two reasons. First, there’s a mineral they want here called carnium. They use it in FTL ships—”
“Whoa, wait.” Dani lifted her hand. “FTL? As in ‘Faster Than Light?’”
“That’s the one.” Jared said. “How else do you think they’d get here? The other reason is for sport.”
“What kind of sport? Basketball?” Dani pretended to make a hoop shot.
Jared shook his head. “Very funny. More like hunting.”
Dani bit the side of her lip before saying, “I get the feeling they don’t hunt animals.”
“Depends. Do you consider humans to be animals?”