Free Holiday Abduction (Alien Abduction Book 6) by Eve Langlais Page B

couldn’t help warmth spreading at the smile Jilly gave him as he aided her in stepping around the prone bodies.
    In the distance, sirens blared.
    “You might want this,” Jilly said, handing him his weapon. She’d also grabbed her own firearm, which he didn’t understand given she seemed disinclined to shoot anyone.
    As they clambered down the stairs, Vhyl noted the five agents weren’t alone. Another trio hovered around the dark vehicles they’d arrived in.
    At their appearance, the soldiers did not shout any foolish demand to surrender, but rather took aim and fired.
    About time they showed some common sense.
    And livened things up.
    Vhyl had just enough time to thrust Jilly behind him before the first slug hit him in the chest—and bounced off his suit.
    Still though. They’d dared to shoot at him!
    Forget running away. For their temerity, he’d make them pay. It elated him to note the day was looking up.
    Tucking his gun away—since hitting things with his bare hands was so much more fun—Vhyl dashed at the soldiers, who fired again. It only served to stir him up. Vhyl yelled an ancient Aressotle war cry, which, if translated, amounted to, “I’m going to kill you and drink of your blood then hunt down your family and annihilate your line.” Of course, he probably wouldn’t have time to do the latter, and given Jilly’s reminder about starting a war, he stuck to knocking the soldiers unconscious.
    I really should get a second war cry for the times when I’m only causing chaos and not murdering those who stand in my way.
    Something to ponder during the boring moments in between acquisitions.
    Jilly joined him. “Dude, you are a fighting machine.”
    Did he puff his chest at the compliment? Yes. And he also dragged her into his arms for a kiss that left her breathless.
    He only released her as the wailing vehicle screeched into the far end of the parking lot.
    “We should leave,” he stated unnecessarily.
    “Says the guy who stopped to steal a kiss,” she muttered as she jumped into the driver’s seat of her truck. “You really like living on the edge, don’t you?”
    “Any other way is not worth living.” He grinned as she shook her head.
    Despite her admonishment, he caught the hint of a smile on her lips. Even more fascinating, her pulse raced, but he’d have wagered it was in excitement not fear.
    His female barbarian thrived more on adventure than she let on.
    She also drove like one of those insane Veloxrians who seemed to think traffic rules were meant to be broken.
    “Now who is the crazy one?” he shouted as she weaved among the cars on the two-lane route they were on.
    “Still you. But I’m beginning to think it’s contagious,” she added with a laugh. “You know, given you just took out some government dudes and I am now fleeing the cops, I should be freaking out.”
    “But?” he prodded.
    “I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun,” she admitted.
    “You were made for this kind of lifestyle.”
    “Maybe in your world. In mine, this kind of lifestyle would either kill me or see me landing in jail.”
    “You could come with me when I leave.” He made the offer spuriously and, for a moment, wondered if he’d had his body taken over by some kind of spirit. But no. As far as he could ascertain, he was in control of his mental faculties. Which means I meant it.
    When he dissected the idea further, he could see how Jilly would prove a fascinating companion to bring along on his travels.
    There was just one problem with his plan. She didn’t want to come.
    “Sorry, dude, but no thanks. I might drive like a speed demon, but even I know that leaving my planet and everything I know to fly off into space with an almost virtual stranger is nuts. I mean, we barely know each other.”
    “I would beg to differ. I can state with assurance that I am familiar with most aspects of your body.”
    “That’s physical. I’ll admit, when it comes to sex, we are extremely compatible.