as the other guy. Riley
assumed it must be a uniform of some sort. It was kind-of a biker
outfit that the guys back home dressed up in on Sundays when they
put their three piece suits up for the weekend. Only, she got the
feeling these guys dressed like this all the time and this wasn’t a
costume to just look bad for a day. She got the impression from all
the muscles on the guys that they were bad all the time.
Her impression proved correct when she
finally looked at alien number five. She had avoided looking at him
in the hope he was somehow less intense than the first time she saw
him standing on the platform in the ‘Choosing’ room. If she thought
he was hot from a distance, he was scorching up close! It took
everything inside Riley not to reach out and touch him just to see
if he burnt her fingers. Thankfully, Grandma Pearl’s wonderful
teachings saved her from that impulsive behavior. Pearl drilled in
to both her and Tina not to play with fire. Ever! Pearl explained
that fire came in many different forms and most of them had two
legs, one head that hung between them, and no brains to speak of.
Riley thought her grandmother was like that because she and her
daughter, Riley and Tina’s mom, had been left to fend on their own
after the loves of their lives got them pregnant and left town. It
didn’t take long for her to realize it happened to others, as well.
Pearl pointed out to Riley and Tina just how often when their
friends or just girls that lived in their neighborhood would ignore
the signs. One by one, Riley saw the girls in her neighborhood fall
for the ‘bad’ boy only to be left at the first sign of another
pretty face in the neighborhood, more than often with a baby to
raise on their own. Riley decided at twelve that she was not going
to be one of those girls. Of course, that was also the same time
that the dirty old man who ran the grocery store on the corner
propositioned her. No, she was going to have a ring on her finger
before she said ‘yes’ to anything. She wasn’t going to get stuck
raising a kid on her own like her grandma had or her mom would have
if she would have stuck around. As far as Riley was concerned, the
guy could put up or shut up.
It was funny, in a way, Riley thought. That was about the only thing Tina and I ever agreed on without
ending up in a major yelling match first.
Riley looked back at the huge male glaring at
her. Alien number five was not just screaming
bad-to-the-bone, but he had an international market on
it, Riley thought before a giggle escaped her. Make that an
intergalactic market, she corrected silently as she saw his
face darken at her laugh.
He was the same height as the other two but
seemed taller for some reason. Either way, he still towered over
her by almost six inches. His black hair cut short, almost military
style. His upper chest was visible through the same black vest the
other two were wearing. He had darker spots across his chest that
looked almost like a leopard, not that she had ever seen a real
leopard before. Riley let her eyes roam down the eye-candy
appreciating the tight fit of his.... her eyes widened when she saw
the very distinctive bulge in the front of his pants. Her eyes flew
up to his in surprise and she fought to draw in a breath.
Somebody was horny, she thought in
dismay staring into the intense, burning tawny colored eyes.
“Okay.....” Riley said rubbing her hands
together. “First rule, that is your side of the cave and this is
mine. You stay on your side and you remain in one piece. You come
on my side and I cut your dicks off and feed them to you for
breakfast,” she said with a small smile and raised eyebrows. “I
claim dibs on the bathroom for exactly thirty minutes every morning
and one hour every night, alone,” she added as she turned and
walked over to where her suitcase had been dropped next to the
bed.
She bent over to unzip one of the side
pockets. A low, rumbling growl behind her had her reaching in
quickly