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door, stopped, then hurried back and grabbed the bag off the low table before rushing out. She returned a few seconds later, ran through the house, came back with the phone, then stopped at the door again.
    “Don’t touch anything.”
    “Of course not.”
    “Don’t answer the door if anyone rings the bell…or knocks.”
    “I won’t.”
    She nodded, then closed the door behind her.
    She was very emotional, this part Earthling, part Symtarian woman. And very beautiful. He moved to the window, brushing the curtain to the side, and watched as she climbed into her vehicle. Rogar wondered how long it would take him to convince her that they should mate.
    Soon, he hoped, because she already heated his blood.
    You’d better think more about getting her home where she truly belongs rather than lusting after her, Balam’s thoughts mingled with his.
    Rogar frowned. When I need your advice, I’ll ask for it.
    You’d be better off if you asked for it more often. When have I ever steered you wrong?
    Rogar snorted. I can name a number of times. Remember when you suggested I mate with that pretty blond hand-maiden my mother employed.
    I didn’t know she was already joined with someone, he sniffed.
    No, not someone. The man nearly beat me to a pulp.
    I might have been wrong that once, Balam conceded.
    And what about the time…
    Enough! Trust me on this, if your mind is on mating, then how can you protect her? He’s coming, you know. I can sense he’s not far away.
    Rogar sighed. I know, I have sensed him, too. I won’t let down my guard. Never fear, I will protect her with my life.
    And that is what I’m afraid of.

Chapter 3
    C allie backed out of her driveway and aimed for the nearest clothing store. She didn’t care about the cost, just as long as they came close to fitting him. She wanted Rogar, Prince of New Symtaria—yeah, right—out of her house and out of her life.
    Besides, they wouldn’t cost that much. She was going to a resale store that was nearby. She shopped there all the time. If he didn’t like it, so be it, but she would insist he leave, no matter what. The guy was crazy.
    She snorted.
    An alien. Uh-huh, sure. And she was supposed to be one, too. She wasn’t any more an alien than…than that light post on the corner. So what if she had always felt like there was something different about her and…
    Her body began to tremble so hard she could barely steer. The community park was only a block away. As soon as she came to the entrance, she pulled in and parked.
    By now her body was shaking so hard she could barely catch her breath. She shifted the car into Park, then turned the key off before bringing her hands to her face.
    “Oh, God, this isn’t happening. It can’t be.”
    It wasn’t so much about Rogar being in her apartment, as it was the fact that she’d always felt different from everyone else. Not because she was an orphan, either. She’d always known there was more to it. What if she was as crazy as him?
    “No, no, no!” She laughed hysterically. Was she really going to buy his story that she was part alien? Really? It was too preposterous. There was no such thing as aliens from other planets.
    Tap. Tap. Tap.
    She screamed and turned so fast she almost got whiplash. Her heart pounded inside her chest as she looked at the uniformed officer standing outside her car.
    Just a cop. She’d thought it might’ve been an alien come to whisk her off in his spaceship and poke her with…probes or…something.
    He motioned for her to roll the window down. She nodded and turned the key until she had power, then pushed the button to bring it down.
    “You okay, miss?”
    She nodded. He reminded her of Ben, very fatherly, gray hair, and with concern on his face. If the officer continued being this nice, she would totally lose it.
    He suddenly sniffed. “What’s that odor?”
    She sniffed.
    Bleh! She knew exactly what it was. “Tuna fish,” she squeaked, then cleared her throat, and in a clearer