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shield came down. Macey gasped.
    “You’re almost as handsome as Taz,” she whispered. “Taz told me Castian males look like human men as do Tonans, but it’s such a surprise to see someone so good-looking absorb a hideous beast into their skin.”
    Roam was a little surprised and he grinned. He hadn’t really thought about it. When shielded he was told by a female he looked worse than the boogieman, whoever the hell that was. The only likeable attribute Earth females agreed on was the green tattoo which blazed on his cheeks while shielded. It would be the mark he would tattoo his mate with once they joined. When unshielded his dark black hair flowed thick with waves and a few curls he battled to control and lost. His dark-as-night locks were a contrast to the Tonan’s spiked blond hair. Roam had also been told his eyes were ocean-blue. He was close enough to see the Tonan had brown eyes.
    “All we need to do is find you a shirt,” Taz said. He was staring at Roam’s chest. Like Taz and all Tonans and Castians, Roam’s chest was void of nipples. He didn’t know why humans found that so unusual. He was male, why would he need nipples? What purpose could they possibly serve?
    All Roam was wearing were tight formfitting black pants that went to his ankles. He noticed Macey staring lower for a split second before blushing red. His cock was rock hard and perfectly outlined. Taz wore the same type of pants except his were grey. But what was he to do about shoes? His feet were bare. He couldn’t have his armor come up every time he stepped on something sharp.
    Roam looked at his feet, then at Taz’s. Under the warrior’s feet his shield remained but two bands of his shield crossed his bare foot on top. He looked like he was wearing sandals the females on his planet liked. Concentrating, Roam adjusted the shield on his feet. Inch thick bands covered each foot in strips. The bottoms of his feet were protected.
    Taz went to stand in a direct beam of sunlight. After a few moments he gripped Macey in his arms. His armor went up. So did Roam’s.
    “There’s a place not far from here we can—shop,” Taz said. “I leave my jeans and shirt in a spot when I go hunting and wear my armor clothes only when I have to. You’ll need a pair too. I can’t have all the women sitting around staring at your huge dick. Maybe I can find us some dinner.”
    “Maybe we can both find us all dinner,” Roam said pointedly.
    Taz nodded. At a fast pace they were once again on the move.

Chapter 2
    The rancid odor of death hung heavily in the air all around Jinx as she moved. The torch she had lit flickered in a small breath of wind. Holding the top of her t-shirt against her nose and mouth did little to help. Under her feet, wearing the too tight running shoes she had found, broken glass and debris crunched. On a single shelf unit in a corner not nearly far enough away, there had to be a hundred rats, all watching her with their beady little red eyes. For a second, she stopped moving and considered turning around, before taking a deep breath. She carried a pouch of gasoline in case they tried to attack.
    The sink hole she searched had been buried deep underground. Jinx had stumbled onto it, or rather into it when her one leg had vanished under her. Debris covered the small store’s roof. It appeared no one knew about this old store, she hazarded a guess every store on the planet had been ransacked by now. Perhaps it had been one of the first to succumb to the earthquakes. The terrible storms that plagued Earth had subsided, but occasionally one caught the very few survivors unaware. She and the others needed anything she could find to get them through the rainy season. It was a bad time while being trapped for weeks in the cave, but for some reason it was hardest on Taz.
    It had been at least four years since Jinx had seen any other survivors except their small group. If it wasn’t for Taz and Macey and the rest, she wouldn’t have had