[On the last possible day, I reached my Camp NaNoWriMo goal of 40,000 words. Whew!]
Time for another hook from Rescuing Prince Charming. Last week the heroine, Dusty Johnson, was searching alone for a time bomb hidden in the mechanical deck of an unfinished starship prototype, designed by alien Kwadrans.
What she finds is a man — or rather, a man’s legs — stuck in a narrow tunnel, like a cork in a champagne bottle. While searching the tunnel for the bomb, his pants got caught on something, and there isn’t enough room for him to reach down to free them. Last week’s snippet ended with:
“Pull down my pants!”
She couldn’t reach in cleanly — not enough room — so she slid her palms up his legs and hips. His pants were velvety twag cotton, an alien fabric from the alternate Earth. She’d never touched a Kwadran this intimately before. Never wanted to. Hoped never to do so, ever again.
She reached his waist, bent her fingers into claws, and pulled. He edged forward. Between the two of them, his slacks edged downward.
“I’m a respectable woman, not a klootch.” Hysterical laughter threatened to return. “This is an awkward reach, and we haven’t even been introduced.”
Grunting, she dragged the pants down to his knees. She tried not to notice that he had great muscle tone and that his butt was wow-level firm.
“After this,” she said, panting, “you’ll have to make an honest woman of me.”
“You are dishonest?”
“I didn’t mean –” Despite the sexy body, this jerk typified alien arrogance. Lack of humor, too. “Look, do you want me to free you or not?”
Rescuing Prince Charming
She’s no heroine. He’s no Prince Charming.
Not exactly the pair you’d choose to defend Earth’s first starship.
Dusty Johnson, a self-styled ordinary, everyday woman, responds with extraordinary heroism when saboteurs try to bomb the prototype of Earth’s first starship. She wants to return to anonymity, but that burst of courage propels her ever deeper into dangers that tear the scabs off her dark past — and thrust her into the arms of the unattainable man of her dreams.
And before your go . . .
Rescuing Prince Charming is book 4 in the Alien Contact for Idiots series, and though I try to make each book stand alone, some people like to start at the beginning.
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