buttoned it up.
“And that reporter’s rung too.”
Marcie Montgomery. He sighed, knowing already that this day would suck big time. Well, it could just wait until he had a cup of coffee. Luke stomped back to the kitchen and grabbed two mugs from the cupboard. Soft footsteps behind told him Janaya had followed. He turned to give her a quick grin, disappointed to see her fully dressed. Violet eyes glowed and a soft flush swept over her cheeks. His heart gave an answering little blip before he turned back to the coffeemaker. Deciding that Janaya looked like a black coffee kind a girl, he filled the mugs and handed one to her.
He took a sip of coffee and regarded his father with trepidation. How did he get rid of him without making his father suspicious? “You coming back to work, or are you heading off again?”
“Might hang around for a bit,” his father said, taking the seat at the table next to Hinekiri. His gaze wandered off Luke to touch on Hinekiri and lingered. “I promised to show Hinekiri some of the sights.”
A mouthful of coffee sprayed from Luke’s mouth, hitting the table and both Hinekiri and his father.
“What the hell’s wrong with you today?” his father roared, leaping to his feet.
“Sorry,” Luke said, grabbing a towel. He offered it to Hinekiri who smiled.
“I think Luke’s a little shook up about the aliens in town,” Hinekiri said.
Luke speared her with a glare but it didn’t dampen the mischief in her violet eyes. No wonder Janaya looked ready to commit bodily harm to her aunt at times.
“Load of hog wash,” his father snapped. “Probably some fool kids egging each other on. It is almost the end of the school year.”
“Okay,” Luke said, thinking rapidly. “How about you going off to investigate the crop circles and I’ll go and sort out things at the station? I can drop off Hinekiri and Janaya on my way.”
“Sounds good to me,” Hinekiri chirped.
Luke frowned. The woman looked as angelic as a kid about to stuff a big, black weta into the teacher’s desk. The prehistoric grasshopper-like insects had really put a scare in the girls when he’d been at school. Hinekiri had the exact expression of a prank-setting boy. He absolutely refused to let her go off with his father. He looked to Janaya. She could keep her aunt under control.
“But what about our sightseeing?” his father asked.
“I really need to sort out…some things first,” Hinekiri said.
To Luke’s relief she kept things suitably vague. “Right.” He placed his cup of coffee down on the bench. “Let’s go.”
They exited the house via the kitchen door before his father could muster an argument. Luke held the rear door of his vehicle open for Hinekiri then opened the door for Janaya. He was unable to resist the urge to run his hand over the rounded cheeks of her ass. His cock stirred with a joyful tallyho. God, he thought with real sorrow when he shut the door. He could be in bed with her instead of chasing fictitious aliens. They’d barely started their erotic journey. And since she was leaving soon, there was no time to waste.
“I don’t like the sound of the strangers hanging around,” Janaya stated the instant Luke climbed behind the wheel. Her body felt pleasantly relaxed, as if she’d had a session at Dalcon’s Refurbishment Club. Blood and enthusiasm zinged through her veins in a way it hadn’t for a long time.
“It’s probably— How the hell do you know there were reports of strangers hanging around? I never said anything. Tony told me during the phone call.”
“She has powers,” Hinekiri chirped from the rear seat.
“What sort of powers?” Luke gritted out. Janaya noticed the way his hands gripped the driving wheel, the way his jaw tightened. Heck, she could even hear his teeth grate backward and forward.
“I—”
“She’s learning them as she goes along,” Hinekiri offered.
Silence fell. Luke jerked the gear controls and the vehicle shuddered before driving
“And that reporter’s rung too.”
Marcie Montgomery. He sighed, knowing already that this day would suck big time. Well, it could just wait until he had a cup of coffee. Luke stomped back to the kitchen and grabbed two mugs from the cupboard. Soft footsteps behind told him Janaya had followed. He turned to give her a quick grin, disappointed to see her fully dressed. Violet eyes glowed and a soft flush swept over her cheeks. His heart gave an answering little blip before he turned back to the coffeemaker. Deciding that Janaya looked like a black coffee kind a girl, he filled the mugs and handed one to her.
He took a sip of coffee and regarded his father with trepidation. How did he get rid of him without making his father suspicious? “You coming back to work, or are you heading off again?”
“Might hang around for a bit,” his father said, taking the seat at the table next to Hinekiri. His gaze wandered off Luke to touch on Hinekiri and lingered. “I promised to show Hinekiri some of the sights.”
A mouthful of coffee sprayed from Luke’s mouth, hitting the table and both Hinekiri and his father.
“What the hell’s wrong with you today?” his father roared, leaping to his feet.
“Sorry,” Luke said, grabbing a towel. He offered it to Hinekiri who smiled.
“I think Luke’s a little shook up about the aliens in town,” Hinekiri said.
Luke speared her with a glare but it didn’t dampen the mischief in her violet eyes. No wonder Janaya looked ready to commit bodily harm to her aunt at times.
“Load of hog wash,” his father snapped. “Probably some fool kids egging each other on. It is almost the end of the school year.”
“Okay,” Luke said, thinking rapidly. “How about you going off to investigate the crop circles and I’ll go and sort out things at the station? I can drop off Hinekiri and Janaya on my way.”
“Sounds good to me,” Hinekiri chirped.
Luke frowned. The woman looked as angelic as a kid about to stuff a big, black weta into the teacher’s desk. The prehistoric grasshopper-like insects had really put a scare in the girls when he’d been at school. Hinekiri had the exact expression of a prank-setting boy. He absolutely refused to let her go off with his father. He looked to Janaya. She could keep her aunt under control.
“But what about our sightseeing?” his father asked.
“I really need to sort out…some things first,” Hinekiri said.
To Luke’s relief she kept things suitably vague. “Right.” He placed his cup of coffee down on the bench. “Let’s go.”
They exited the house via the kitchen door before his father could muster an argument. Luke held the rear door of his vehicle open for Hinekiri then opened the door for Janaya. He was unable to resist the urge to run his hand over the rounded cheeks of her ass. His cock stirred with a joyful tallyho. God, he thought with real sorrow when he shut the door. He could be in bed with her instead of chasing fictitious aliens. They’d barely started their erotic journey. And since she was leaving soon, there was no time to waste.
“I don’t like the sound of the strangers hanging around,” Janaya stated the instant Luke climbed behind the wheel. Her body felt pleasantly relaxed, as if she’d had a session at Dalcon’s Refurbishment Club. Blood and enthusiasm zinged through her veins in a way it hadn’t for a long time.
“It’s probably— How the hell do you know there were reports of strangers hanging around? I never said anything. Tony told me during the phone call.”
“She has powers,” Hinekiri chirped from the rear seat.
“What sort of powers?” Luke gritted out. Janaya noticed the way his hands gripped the driving wheel, the way his jaw tightened. Heck, she could even hear his teeth grate backward and forward.
“I—”
“She’s learning them as she goes along,” Hinekiri offered.
Silence fell. Luke jerked the gear controls and the vehicle shuddered before driving
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