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Copyright © 2015 by Jessica E. Subject
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An Alien To Love
Five Hot 1Night Stand Stories
Jessica E. Subject
Includes:
Celestial Seduction
Satin Sheets in Space
Another Night, Another Planet
His Alien Virgin
Her Alien Hero
Celestial Seduction
by
Jessica E. Subject
A1 Night Stand Story
~DEDICATION~
To Rebecca who helped me add my SFR twist to the 1NS Series, to Lindsay for your
constant encouragement, and especially to my understanding and supportive husband.
Chapter One
“What do you mean, you want to stay?”
Frey balled his fists and watched the Mission Commander’s face turn from blue to
purple to red. But he refused to step onto the ship. “Exactly that. I don’t want to return to
Ginnun. I’ve spent one rotation around the sun here, established myself in their culture,
and lived like one of them. And I’ll continue to do so. This is my home now.”
“One rotation is hardly long enough to call this place home. Besides, you’ve sworn
your life to the Space Service.” As his MC’s eyes hardened further, Frey noticed all the
wrinkles in the man’s once again blue face. His white hair stood up straight on an
oversized head. If he remained with the Space Service, the stress of the job would age
him exactly the same way.
“This is my last mission. I’ll be discharged when I return.” Frey wouldn’t receive
any compensation for this mission, but Space Service credits were of no use on Earth.
“The only way to get out of the Service is to apply for mating. Won’t Tandee be
waiting for your return?”
His stomach clenched upon hearing her name. “On the day we left, she confessed to
already mating with Brand, my supposed best friend.”
The Commander only raised his eyebrow. Frey didn’t expect any compassion from
him. “Ouch! So that’s why you failed to keep your emotions in check on the trip to
Earth.”
He looked away. Even after his time on this planet, the memory of that day still
stung. She’d flaunted her admission without a hint of regret.
“There are many other females on Ginnun who would take you as a mate.”
Frey looked back to the Mission Commander and shook his head. “I don’t want an
emotionless relationship. When I choose a mate, I need to want to be with her. I want a
mate for more than just procreation. I want to love.”
“Emotions just get in the way of your life.” His MC slammed his fist against the
ship. “You’re our best field informant! If you’re leaving the Service, you could easily
find yourself on the High Council. You don’t want to throw away your future for the
overly sensitive women here on Earth.”
“It’s not just the women. I have friends here, not just acquaintances, as everyone is to
me on Ginnun.” Many people he’d trusted on Ginnun wound up stabbing him in the back,
as in his best friend who slept with his intended without any guilt. Returning to a planet
of long-dead emotions held no appeal after living on Earth. He refused to hide his
feelings again, and there were so many more he wanted to experience.
The Mission Commander signaled to the pilot to start the engines. “Stop this
nonsense and get on the ship.”
“No.” He grabbed his sack and without remorse, turned his back on his Ginnunian
heritage.
Chapter Two
Carrie searched the hotel bar one more time. After two hours, she had to assume her
date stood her up. Heck, it wasn’t even a date. The arrangement with Madame Eve only
included a one-night stand with no guarantees for anything afterward.
She left the bar. God, why did I agree to this? Am I that desperate?
The truth? Yes.
But her first date after her divorce failed, as did her marriage.
She’d married her high school sweetheart. When he left her, her heart shattered. It
was bad enough to be told she could never have children, but when Peter asked for a
divorce three years ago, her life crumbled. Learning of his remarriage and pregnant wife
led Carrie to desperation. With no real dating experience, the only night she did go bar-
hopping with friends, she heard the word cougar whispered over and over and she vowed
never to go again. As a pediatric nurse, she didn’t have much opportunity to meet many
available guys anyway. Her options were limited.
The night she found out her ex-husband had become a father, her best friend,
Tamara, had come over to share a tub of Ben & Jerry’s Magic Brownies ice cream.
“Carrie, you really need to go out and have some fun. Stop moping around.” She pointed
her spoon at her. “Now, I’m going to set you up on a date. It’s through a very popular
dating service that so many of my friends highly recommend. The owner, Madame Eve,
thoroughly screens everyone before matching them up. Leah married her match a few
months ago.”
Tamara helped her fill out all of the online forms, but she locked herself in the
bathroom to write the letter as to why she wanted to use the dating service. Terrified with
thoughts of what Tamara would have told Madame Eve if she waited, she hit send. It
couldn’t do any harm to apply.
Two months later, she received an email revealing her perfect 1Night Stand.
“One-night stand?” she asked Tamara over the phone. “I thought I applied to a dating
service, not a sex hookup.”
“Calm down, Care. It is a dating service. You’re guaranteed one night of fun,
something you desperately need.”
“But, am I expected to have sex on the first date?” Before even agreeing to the date,
her stomach twisted in knots. “I don’t think I can do that.”
“Yes! You’re wound up so tight, you need a good lay, but of course no one will
make you do anything you don’t want to.” Static crackled over the phone. Had she lost
reception? “Hold up, I’m coming over to help you arrange this.”
Before she could object, Tamara hung up.
She thought about sending a reject message back, but when she took a closer look at
the profile on her computer, she decided to wait for Tamara.
Six foot one, her date owned a successful construction company, and the
picture….he resembled every man she’d ever fantasized about. His dark brown, wavy
hair looked perfect to run her fingers through and his eyes…bedroom didn’t even begin
to describe how enticing they were. She got wet just looking at them in a picture. Oh, she
needed to see them up close.
“God, he’s gorgeous,” Tamara said.
Carrie blinked. Since it took Tamara twenty minutes to get from her place to
Carrie’s, she’d been staring at the picture all that time. She flushed, trying to shut her
laptop, but Tamara held it open.
“Not so fast. I want deets. What’s his name? What does he do?”
“His name is Frey; weird, but I can live with it.” She read his impressive profile to
Tamara.
“Wow, Madame Eve certainly worked her magic here. He’s perfect for you.”
Tamara crossed her arms and pouted. “I only wish my match had been as perfect for me.”
“You used this dating service? Why didn’t you tell me?” She would have been less
reluctant if Tamara had revealed that earlier.
“Because I didn’t want my experience to stop you from letting Madame Eve find
your perfect match.”
“She didn’t find yours?”
