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revolve around me and has for some time. It’s what happens to those who accomplish great things.”
    “I’m surprised your ego fits through the door.”
    “If it didn’t, I’d blow it up,” was his reply. He smiled at her taken-aback expression.
    “Isn’t that a bit extreme?”
    “A male does what he can to attain notice. And even better if it involves violence.”
    “Grandma would have loved you,” was her odd muttered reply.
    He chose to ignore it. He had more pressing needs. “Given time is of essence,” lest his competition appear and attempt to steal the XiiX from under him, “I will send my surface pod to my ship to fetch the tracking device.”
    “Aren’t you just like a man to forget to pack the crucial things?” she muttered.
    And wasn’t she just like a woman to know how to say just the right thing to take a male down a peg?
    He frowned, sternly, an expression that had sent more than one lesser being scurrying to do his bidding, eager to please him. By all the moons circling the ocean world in the seventy-first quadrant, that very look had seen him gifted with riches, fathers offering up their daughters, some beings even flung themselves from parapets, overcome by fear.
    The human barbarian, though?
    She ignored him and moved through an archway into another room.
    Being a magnanimous male, he allowed it. It wasn’t her fault her feeble barbarian mind couldn’t handle his greatness and sought relief by removing herself from his presence in an effort to compose herself.
    Tapping into the control unit at his wrist, he programmed his capsule to return to his ship currently in orbit around the Earth’s moon. It was positioned out of sight, hovering under a cloak of invisibility on the dark side of the satellite where human detection units were blind.
    Since it would take a while for his pod to fetch the detection unit and return, he went looking for the feisty human who seemed to think she was in charge of the situation.
    Time to disabuse her of that notion. And maybe get started on more pleasurable things while he waited.

Chapter Three
    “If a man is too good looking to be true, then he’s probably a mass murderer. So keep him away from the kitchen knives.” – Grandma’s philosophy on handsome men.
    Jilly left the kitchen for more than one reason. The first to give herself some distance from the purple invader. Secondly, because she really needed some distance from the alien male in her house.
    Okay, so the reasons were the same. Who could blame her?
    Just look at him.
    Distracting. Sexy. Obviously dangerous. Possibly deranged.
    This Vile individual definitely didn’t conform to any preconceived notion she’d ever held about what life out there might entail.
    For one thing, he was much more human than she liked. Oh, sure he sported purple skin, black lips, and freaky pointed teeth, but the rest of him?
    Good grief, the rest of him was straight out of some male stripper fantasy. The snug coveralls he wore did little to hide his excellent musculature. Broad shoulders, tapered waist, corded thighs, bulging arms… he was the epitome of male fitness with a face to die for, if you were into purple alien dudes who seemed to think women were useless creatures in need of a man to protect them.
    Grandma would have shot him for that foolishness alone.
    Thing was, Jilly didn’t want to shoot him. On the contrary, she’d obviously gone too long between boyfriends because, silly her, she wanted to run her hands over the broad planes of his chest and invite him to show her his supposedly impressive package.
    Crazy. As crazy as him showing up at her farm looking for some so-called priceless artifact.
    What could it be?
    Jilly knew every item in this house. She’d grown up here after her ditz of a mother dumped her more than twenty-seven years ago.
    Raising a kid wasn’t on her mother’s to-do list. It clashed with the drugs and partying that came from being a music groupie. Thankfully, Jilly had her