Ajax
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Publisher: Alpe D'Huez Press
Release Date: November 12th, 2017
Genre: Science Fiction Romance
Series: Olympia Alien Mail Order Brides
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Description
Looking for love on all the wrong planets…
When Brooklyn Carter flees from an abusive ex, a friend suggests the perfect bodyguard—an honest-to-goodness alien. Ajax is built like a tank, willing to do the job in exchange for a green card marriage, and best of all, he can’t and won’t touch her. His genetic modifications give him super strength, which means he carefully avoids all contact with fragile humans. But once they start spending time together, Brooklyn begins to wonder what it would be like if he could touch her. Now all she can think about is exactly that… and how to trade safety for the courage to go after what she wants.
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“Why don’t we leave the two of you alone to talk,” Charmaine suggests. “If that works for you?”
I nod. I can take five minutes to make sure he’s going to be okay.
The room empties as the two ladies clear out but then it fills again rapidly as Ajax breeches the threshold. Instead of taking a seat like every other person on the planet would, he kneels at my feet. Not too close. But close enough.
Prickles of awareness sweep across my skin. From this distance, he’s more than beautiful. He’s stunning—and I mean I’m literally frozen, as if I’ve been tasered by a hidden weapon. Normally that’s due to fear but I sense no threat from him, and I have a well-honed radar for that.
This is something else. Something powerful that catches me in its talons and will not let go.
“I…earn,” he says haltingly. “You.”
Um, what? “You want to earn me?”
He nods. “Earn. Not give.”
Well, I like the sound of that. But what is he planning to earn, my love? My trust? How? I’m mesmerized by the gold flecks in his dark brown eyes, but they don’t magically start providing closed-captioning service for what’s going through his head.
“Okay,” I say and nod in kind. “Tell me more.”
His eyebrows come together and a mess of syllables tumble from his mouth that are so far removed from English—or any language I’ve ever heard spoken in my life—that I can only stare at him in confusion.
For crying out loud. I text Clem to ask her if she’ll call Ares and in less than a minute, I have a translator on speakerphone.
Ajax and Ares engage in a rapid-fire conversation that goes on for four baffling minutes. Then Ares says, “Ajax understands that you fear him. He is deeply sorry and wishes you to spend time with him before setting into motion a life-altering decision that cannot be reversed. He will be in danger of recapture if he returns to Switzerland, which will be the result of you refusing this match. Will you agree to go on a double date with Clementine and myself? Afterward, you may then judge the matter.”
Oh, God. There goes that inconvenient tearing sensation through my heart. The invitation shouldn’t be so sweet, but it is, especially when Ajax is imploring me to say yes with his big, dark brown eyes. Guess he figured out how to speak to me without words after all.
