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those eyes, that hair, that face, that body, that intensity, that anger, that passion. Nothing at all.
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    F inn left the cool , dark, air-conditioned dining room of Two West Two and entered the already sweltering heat of Houston in July. Now what was up with that woman? Why the hostility? He couldn’t fail this mission, his cousin, his people. Cursed humans. He wouldn’t allow himself to fail something as simple as appropriating a human. He, who had been trained in Elite Measures, in the most difficult of military missions, would fail because of one ornery, pissed-off woman. He loved that term. Pissed off. His people needed a term as good as that one. How well that word fit sometimes.
    The electronic cell phone Kal had provided him with chimed an alarm. Time to eat a meal. Curses . Double, no triple curses. Damn his idiocy. He’d been so caught up with the women... Don’t lie to yourself. You were caught up with that woman. Truth be told, he’d been so caught up with Marissa he’d forgotten to pick up the backpack containing his food. It was still in her restaurant.
    He didn’t want to go back. Not now. Not like this. Did he? No. No way. But he had to eat. He had to sustain his body with food. Asazi food; Kal’s words resonated in his mind. Curses .
    But Finn was quarter-human. Surely he could survive on human food. Of course he could. His grandmother had made many meals for him. Countless meals, and nothing had happened. Why would this be any different?
    Surely he would be all right. Yes, certainly he would.
    The electronic cell phone dinged a signal that he had a communication waiting for him. His brother and the engineers had managed to secure a website that couldn’t be found or traced to allow all of the Asazi on Earth to communicate with the ship that was harbored in North America, not too far from where they’d inserted Finn. Finn smiled; it was easy to say not too far when a vehicle traveled at the speed the Asazi ship did.
    He had an email. Brief, and without a message that could compromise the mission.
    Finn,
    Tracking shows you are in place. All good? Need anything?
    Kal
    Damnation. Could Kal possibly know that he didn’t have his food with him? Should he tell the truth? Confess? Would they send him more food? Or would they yank him from the assignment and label him incompetent?
    For a moment he felt completely incompetent, then he shook it off. No, there was no way he would confess to this. In fact, he would deny it, if it ever came up.
    Finn hit Reply and tapped a message in response.
    All fine.
    He didn’t bother signing it, or addressing it to his cousin for that matter.
    Okay, he wasn’t fine, but he wasn’t about to tell Kal about this spitfire, this woman, this Marissa. And he would never tell Kal about the food. Ever. No, there was no way he would let anyone know.
    He used his electronic smart phone to find the phone number for the restaurant she owned, wondering why it was called Two West Two. He needed to get on her good side. How could he ever get her to the ship if he didn’t? He had six days to get all the women to the ship before they departed for home. Six days. Four women. No, three women and this spitfire. He hoped the other women would be easier to manage.
    The image of her face came to mind. The set of her jaw. The hard determination in her eyes.
    Six days.
    He pressed the Call button next to the restaurant’s phone number on the telephone’s screen.
    As it started to ring he realized he didn’t have a plan. Curses! No plan, no thought of what to say. Should he mention the backpack? It would provide a good reason to return immediately. But was that what he really wanted? The damned thing stopped ringing. Someone had answered the phone.
    Damn his impetuous nature. Damn his human blood.

Chapter 7
    “ W hat a douche .” Marissa couldn’t help the phrase after she heard his comment to Belle. Here he was, asking for her, checking her out, and making a pass at Belle. Douche, for