Free Saving The Alien Star Lord (Alien SciFi Romance) by Meg Ripley Page B

as the bathroom door busted open, forcing a rush of cold air into the room. Luke stood in the doorway, gaping in her direction. He stared, wide-eyed at Amy’s naked figure before him, as if he had never laid eyes on a woman before. His firm jaw hung open and his emerald eyes remained fixed on the site. Amy reached for the towel with a shriek and covered her breasts modestly.
    “Hey!” she growled, “You need to learn how to knock.”
    Once she was covered, it was if he was broken from a frozen trance. He shook off the shock and gave her a wicked grin. “Well you need to learn how to lock the door.”
    Amy gave him a playful scowl and tossed the towel in his direction, watching the look of surprise fill him once more. She walked slowly to the doorway where he stood, savoring his panicked stare as she swayed her hips seductively. Grasping the door slowly, she slid her hands onto the door knob suggestively. Before closing it, she gave once last teasing smile, leaving Luke looming in the hallway.
    Amy giggled, thinking of the effect her body had on him. Teasing was completely out of character for her, but this man brought out something inside her that she’d never felt before. Dressing quickly in her favorite worn jeans and a low-cut V neck tank top, she joined him downstairs.
    Luke was seated at the kitchen table once more, gulping glasses of water one by one from the large pitcher. He grinned as she entered, looking almost thankful that she hadn’t walked into the room naked—though the idea was tempting.
    “You have no idea how fortunate you are, Amy.” He gulped down another glass, “Water is priceless on my planet, yet here it flows in rivers and oceans.”
    She gave a half-smile, amused by his fascination, yet saddened at thought of his people struggling. She entered the kitchen to make dinner, deciding to dish out her best steak and eggs for her sultry guest. After some preparation, she set out a lavish plate filled with fresh greens from her garden, a large T-bone steak and scrambled eggs. Luke eyed the plate with mouth-watering hunger, giving Amy a grateful smile before digging in like a hungry animal.
    He sighed after nearly licking the plate clean, “That was the best food I have ever tasted.”
    Amy described life on her farm, and explained how she had chosen to return to the simple life rather than to allow the bank to take her childhood home. Luke asked for a tour, so she led him outside to the world she so loved. She showed him the garden, brimming with fresh vegetables. Luke knelt down beside a set of ripe tomatoes and ran his hand across the smooth, red skin. His face held a look of sheer fascination; one that reflected her own as a child watching her mother cultivate the earth. Though for different reasons, Luke shared her never-ending love for the earth and all its bountiful gifts. Amy watched Luke marvel at the farm while they walked late into evening, her heart desiring this strange man near her even more than the night before.

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    Back indoors, Amy set a fire in the stone fireplace, lighting the room with flickers of red and golden light. Luke sat across from her on the tattered loveseat she kept for sentimental reasons and followed her every move with his inquisitive emerald eyes. Once the fire roared, Amy kicked off her shoes, sinking into an overstuffed armchair. The two sat in awkward silence for a moment before Luke leaned towards her. His face held a mixture of curiosity and fear as he cleared his throat.
    “May I ask you something, Amy?” His voice was quieter than usual. “Upstairs earlier, when I accidently walked into the washroom. Your body is…”
    He trailed off, as if hesitant to finish his question. Amy leaned forward, her heart beating nervously in anticipation of what he needed to say. Curiosity filled her.
    “It’s… different .” He gave a sheepish grin. “It’s not the like the females of my planet. I’m sorry for staring at you like that, but I was curious