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After I sit in the passenger seat and she slips behind the wheel, she holds her head in her hands and mutters, \u201cI hate when people pervert the scriptures to justify their hatred, bigotry, and prejudice. \u201cI\u2019m going to find a private place for us to decompress for a moment,\u201d she says as she hovers from the parking area.<\/p>\n

When we land in a shady wooded area near a small lake and a grove of trees, I grab a package of food and a bottle of water from the back of the vehicle and hand them to her. We went into a store when we refueled our first day and she\u2019s been eating from our cache since then. \u201cI know I\u2019m stress-eating,\u201d she says around a mouthful of food, \u201cbut that was awful.\u201d<\/p>\n

She takes the last bite of her packaged brownie and licks her fingers. As unpleasant as the last hour has been with the horrid female and child, it\u2019s relegated to ancient history as I focus acutely on the way she eats. There\u2019s something about the almost imperceptible noises she makes that must arouse my primal instincts. Or maybe it\u2019s the pink tongue. Or perhaps the fact that she knows I\u2019m getting hard for her. Slowing her motions down, she exaggerates each lick and bite. She\u2019s stopped eating altogether and is sweeping her tongue at the corners of her mouth to wipe away imaginary crumbs that might be clinging there.<\/p>\n

To avoid leaping across the van and finishing the job her tongue started, I tell her, \u201cYou were impressive back there. Brave to stand up for me. But you don\u2019t need to. I don\u2019t care what strangers think of me.\u201d I reach to grip her fingers in mine. My attention is caught, fascinated, as I observe our differences. Her hand is pale pink, mine is painted in bold blues.<\/p>\n

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\u00a9 2021 Alana Kahn All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.<\/p>\n

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For permissions contact: alanakhanauthor@gmail.com Cover by Covers by Combs Created with Vellum OceanofPDF.com ACKNOWLEDGMENTS Thanks to my tribe! It takes a village to write a book. I have my super early readers who get dailies of my writing: Dr. Lee, who I call my Developmental Editor, and my assistant Stephanie. They tell me if I\u2019m going in the wrong direction and make sure my heroes are sexy, my heroines are loveable, and I fill the book with enough action and spice to keep my readers happy.<\/p>\n

As always thanks to my daughter, Amarra Skye, an author in her own right (write\u2014ha ha) who never fails to help with plotting. Also huge thanks to my friend Kassie Keegan who helps with werdzing in many ways. And thanks to Kelsey Nicole Price and the Cosmic Kissed gang of writers who spent hours building this world together. My alpha and beta teams get the book after I\u2019ve completed it and they give me feedback along the way. Also thanks to: Anuschka-Marie W., Stephanie H., Karen H ., Shardae M., Jhane, Kathy F., Christine R., Lorraine B., Kimber J., Betty R., Anne-Marie S., Gertrude B., Kaye S., Nicole D., Sue Phillips, Holly H., Naomi B., and Corda A.<\/p>\n

Sign up here for my free newsletter to get free chapters, deleted scenes, cover reveals and tons of free stuff and contests. Want the SEXY FREE EXTRA EPILOGUE for LOVE ON IMPACT? Click this link. OceanofPDF.com LOVE UNCAGED Sold, caged, and expected to mate, Zorn is furious at his captors. He and the brother he\u2019s psychically linked to were stolen by pirates and delivered to Earth.<\/p>\n

Confined with a free-spirited woman who had no part in his kidnapping, he is surprised by their unexpected passion. Compelled by an urgent need to rescue his brother, he has no intention of falling in love. Is it too late? Annora Most men on Earth died ninety years ago. I\u2019ve never even seen one.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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