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an attempt to soften her tone.
    The man, Finn, turned back to Belle, probably wishing he could still be talking to her. Belle stared at him and defined the whole batting eyelashes phrase for Marissa.
    And for some reason, for some damned reason that Marissa didn’t want to put her finger on, it pissed her off that he was wishing he could be talking to Belle instead. It made her wonder why she couldn’t get past the feeling that he was looking for her, even though he wasn’t exactly acting like it anymore.

Chapter 6
    F inn took a look back at the nice one. Belle was her name, a plump one with pleasing curves and curly red hair, blue eyes. Of Irish descent, probably, if he’d studied his Earth history well enough. She stood near the entrance, holding a dark wood wall for support, as if she was going to swoon, giving him a look that said she would follow him anywhere, but preferably to a bed.
    The lighting was dim, the décor simple, sconces casting the dark tabletops in a pale glow. Windows every few feet were half-shaded, keeping the heat and sunlight out.
    He almost wished she were the one he was assigned to get close to. To bring back. Then he looked back at the girl referred to as Marissa in the paperwork. Marissa Sanchez. Target 41.
    No, he’d keep this one, number 41, this Marissa. She wouldn’t be easy to win over, that was clear, but there was something about her that appealed to him. Something fierce and passionate that made a reaction churn in his body, especially in the regions he’d been cautioned against using with humans.
    He was confused. These strong sensations. This attraction... he hadn’t felt that before.
    She was a spirited little thing. She had a fire in those eyes, eyes the color of the lakes at home, not the ones on Earth—her eyes were green, almost iridescent—and she was dark-skinned, curvy. Curses . He fought the urge to focus on her body. Being human wasn’t easy. He felt a stirring and worked his mind to rid his body of its impulses.
    Were things more difficult for him because he was part human? Was that what made these things happen to his body? Or did all of the ones who were put on Earth go through this when they assumed human form? He’d have to remember to ask the others when they got back to the ship. Or should he? He’d probably sound stupid if he admitted to feeling things they didn’t.
    He kept his face stoic, something he’d practiced for years which shouldn’t be hard to do, even in a human body, then looked into the little firebrand’s eyes.
    Why did she hate him already? Why such animosity toward someone she’d never met before? He took a guess. “Bad day? It’s still early. I hope it hasn’t been a bad day.”
    She fisted her hands, then unfisted them and put them behind her back. “No, just busy.” She’d softened her tone, as if she’d realized how she sounded.
    “Not a problem. I can come back later.” He turned around and made for the door, wondering if she was going to call him back, or if she’d let him walk out. Surely she was curious. He didn’t take long strides, hoping she’d relent, ask him what he wanted, why he was asking for her, that she would do something to stop him from going. He wanted to know more about this angry woman. She brought a whole rainbow of emotions to the forefront. He almost wanted to feign tripping and getting hurt to give himself an excuse to stay, but then he cursed himself. Impetuous emotions. He could always come back. She owned this establishment; it wasn’t as if she was going anywhere.
    As he passed her, Belle gave him a wink. He’d come back, alright. Under the guise of visiting Belle. She’d make things easier. He shot her a look and was rewarded with a blush that crept from her ample bosom to her cheeks. “I’ll be back later for dessert.”
    Marissa. He’d come back for her. It’s business , he told himself. Strictly business. Sure , the other side of him scoffed. Sure it is.
    It has nothing to do with