Free Sweet Alien by Sue Mercury Page B

Reestria too, but they were all government officials who knew one another. Men, all of them.
    Her heart pounded. This was a mistake. A horrible mistake. She was the only woman on this ship with dozens of Reestrian males and a dozen human males. A wave of dizziness assaulted her and she stumbled to a nearby chair and gripped the back of it for support.
    She touched her head as black spots dotted her vision, and she blinked hard and fought to stay conscious, hoping her panic attack would pass quickly. Fuck, she was about to swoon and all because she couldn’t turn her brain off and quit thinking about Greg and those ridiculously large Reestrians.
    A noise sounded behind her and she spun around, her eyes wide and her pulse quickening as her terror deepened. A light above the door flashed and she heard the noise again, a ringing sound that could only be a doorbell.
    She tried to speak but the words became stuck in her throat. Her mouth went completely dry. Ring ring ring . The light kept flashing. Ring ring ring . Whoever it was they were persistent. She took two steps toward the door but froze when it whooshed open.
    The tallest Reestrian she’d ever seen stood there with his gaze riveted on her.
    If she could’ve taken in air, she would’ve gasped.
    Instead, her panic and dizziness escalated, the walls started closing in, and she began slipping to the floor as blackness consumed her.
     
    * ~ * ~ *
     
    Joseph rushed forward and caught the petite human woman in his arms. He lifted her and peered down at her with concern. As he carried her to the bed, he summoned a doctor through the ship’s comm system. He placed her atop the covers and smoothed her wild red curls from her face.
    But instead of backing away and waiting for the doctor, he kept a strand of her soft hair between his fingers and stroked the silky lock as he gazed at her. Though her eyes had only been open for a second before she’d collapsed, he’d glimpsed the most unique shade of green he’d ever seen in a human or a Reestrian. And her hair. He couldn’t stop staring at it, or touching it. Everything about her was unique and soft and feminine.
    Who was this female who meant so much to Kira that the new princess had refused to have her human wedding ceremony until her Earth friend arrived on Reestria to bear witness? All Joseph knew about her was that her name was Angie, and she had refused the language chip that had been offered to her when she arrived on the ship, before she made a hasty escape to the private quarters Kira had arranged for her rather than join the other humans in the passenger section near the bridge.
    Had she fainted because of his arrival in her quarters? Or was she ill?
    His gaze traveled the length of her body. She wore a modest but pretty light blue dress that fell just below her knees. The neckline of the dress was high, though tight enough for him to glimpse the outline of her full, large breasts. Freckles covered her arms and most of her face, and he found himself wanting to lick each and every tiny spot.
    The doctor strode into the room with a medical bag, interrupting his unexpected lustful thoughts, and immediately set about scanning Angie.
    “Did you find her passed out, Prince Joseph?”
    “No. She passed out after I arrived at her quarters. I rang the bell several times but she didn’t answer, so I opened the door to see her standing in the middle of the room. Then she collapsed. Is she sick? Will she be all right? I needn’t remind you this woman is a dear friend of Princess Kira.”
    The doctor performed several more scans before putting away his medical equipment and giving Joseph a pointed look. Joseph had known the doctor for years and trusted the elderly Reestrian, and he was now grateful for his presence on the Raavika .
    “She’ll be fine. It appears she had what humans call a panic attack. It’s rare to faint from a panic attack, but this human woman did. She will wake shortly and might feel weak, but she