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the floor, reminding himself once again why it wouldn t be a good idea to storm upstairs. He
heard the shifting of the floor boards and knew Shawn had company. The fact Shawn didn t
come down afterward to check on him worried Ziang.
Ziang?
Ziang found himself releasing the breath he hadn t realized he was holding.
I m here.
Shawn stumbled down the stairs. He was hot, sweaty, smelled like grass, and desperate to see
Ziang, who met him at the bottom of the stairs.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, no& shit, Ziang, I may have screwed up. I mean, first the FBI shows up and wants to
talk it s intimidating enough the government s standing in my kitchen while I ve got their alien
hidden downstairs but then one of the agents has this asshole attitude towards me. I think they
believed me, but who knows? Then
Ziang smothered the growl that threatened to break loose. Someone insulted his mate? Why
didn t you come down here when they left?
I don t know& What if they were watching me to see what I d do? It seemed like the normal
thing was to go back outside and finish the yard. Was that wrong? Shawn threw up his hands.
Jesus, I m so over my head here.
Ziang picked Shawn up and carried him to the couch. Okay, calm down. So far I haven t heard
anything that concerns me.
Just wait. Then Bryan shows up. That s the sheriff. His sister s been calling me most of the
afternoon and I left my phone in the house. Oh, that reminds me. I m meeting her for dinner
tonight. Anyway
Ziang held up his hand. Why?
Shawn didn t know it, but it was within Ziang s right as his mate to forbid him to go, and he was
tempted to do just that. In the hopes of avoiding a fight over what Shawn would undoubtedly
find upsetting, he decided to find out why he was having dinner with this female first.
She s the best realtor around here. Before you crashed, I set up this meeting to talk to her about
listing the house. Plus she has someone joining us that can help me sell Dad s business. Shawn
rested his sweaty forehead against Ziang s chest.
Ah, I see.
I knew I couldn t be happy here, so I was checking into selling things off. Then you practically
crashed in my lap.
More like you fell at my feet.
Oh, very funny, E.T. Shawn sat up. Bryan noticed my four-wheeler s gone and questioned me
about it. I ve known him since I was a kid, Ziang. He knows that thing was a gift from my dad
and means a lot to me. I told him I took it in for repairs in the next town.
So what s the problem?
If he checks&
Is there any reason to think he would?
Besides the fact he s a cop and naturally suspicious? He s going to find it odd that I didn t take
it here, that I went to the next town. Ziang, I don t think you understand what a small community
is like.
Possibly. We ll just have to be on guard. There s a little more than twenty-four hours left, we ll
be okay.
I hope you re right. Shawn hugged Ziang then stood up. I need to go get cleaned up and call
Ann. I won t be gone any longer than I have to. Oh, are you hungry? I got that raw meat for
you.
Yes, I am. Would you bring me something before you leave?
I can do it now.
I can wait. And Shawn? There s something else I want you to be aware of. Ziang s tentacle
shifted. I m going to claim you tonight.
Shawn blushed from the tips of his ears to his toes. I kind of figured that from what you said
earlier.
Good. So hurry back.
God. Shawn rushed upstairs to shower, already half hard. Now he d have that playing in his
mind the whole time at dinner. He couldn t wait.
Ziang stood by the couch, clenching and unclenching his fist after Shawn left. He d like nothing
better than to find that agent and rip his head off. So the government quarantined the area where
he crashed? That made things more difficult but not impossible& for him. The problem was
going to be getting Shawn close enough to transport.
And not get killed.
Ziang turned back to the TV and the game he d been playing as Diesel rubbed against his leg. He
could stand waiting a few more hours. Shawn needed to carry on like nothing out of the ordinary
was happening; that didn t mean Ziang liked it. Thank the gods the realtor had been female.
Upstairs, Shawn called Ann and apologized for not answering. After a quick conversation he
hung up and dashed upstairs to shower. Forty-five minutes later he was done, dressed, and taking
raw steak out of the refrigerator.
Ziang? It s me. I brought you some meat.
What kind?
Cow. It s pretty good cooked, too, just thought I d mention that.
Ziang smirked as Shawn put the package on the table and stuck his hands in his pockets. I wish
I didn t have to go.
You need to do this. And tomorrow you need to update your social networks. Email a few of
your acquaintances and tell them you re planning to return soon. Make it seem like you re
moving on with your life.
How did you& You hacked my Facebook, didn t you? Ziang, that s just wrong.
Several of Ziang s tentacles reached out, encircled Shawn s wrists, and pulled him close. Most
likely, so I won t tell you how absurdly easy it was.
I would ve given you my password if you gave me a chance. There s not much on there
anyway.
More tentacles eased around to pet Shawn on the back. I did that social network, and a few
more places, as a test run before I hacked into your government s
Shawn waved his hands frantically. I really, really don t want to know how easy that was.
Really. I ve heard horror stories about what they do to people who hack into the government s
computers.
I did find out they haven t found anything, although they know something alien crash-landed.
They re searching for a body now. The good news is they haven t found my ship.
Or my four-wheeler. Shawn rested his head against Ziang s chest.
Go on to your dinner meeting, and don t worry about this.
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the floor, reminding himself once again why it wouldn t be a good idea to storm upstairs. He
heard the shifting of the floor boards and knew Shawn had company. The fact Shawn didn t
come down afterward to check on him worried Ziang.
Ziang?
Ziang found himself releasing the breath he hadn t realized he was holding.
I m here.
Shawn stumbled down the stairs. He was hot, sweaty, smelled like grass, and desperate to see
Ziang, who met him at the bottom of the stairs.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, no& shit, Ziang, I may have screwed up. I mean, first the FBI shows up and wants to
talk it s intimidating enough the government s standing in my kitchen while I ve got their alien
hidden downstairs but then one of the agents has this asshole attitude towards me. I think they
believed me, but who knows? Then
Ziang smothered the growl that threatened to break loose. Someone insulted his mate? Why
didn t you come down here when they left?
I don t know& What if they were watching me to see what I d do? It seemed like the normal
thing was to go back outside and finish the yard. Was that wrong? Shawn threw up his hands.
Jesus, I m so over my head here.
Ziang picked Shawn up and carried him to the couch. Okay, calm down. So far I haven t heard
anything that concerns me.
Just wait. Then Bryan shows up. That s the sheriff. His sister s been calling me most of the
afternoon and I left my phone in the house. Oh, that reminds me. I m meeting her for dinner
tonight. Anyway
Ziang held up his hand. Why?
Shawn didn t know it, but it was within Ziang s right as his mate to forbid him to go, and he was
tempted to do just that. In the hopes of avoiding a fight over what Shawn would undoubtedly
find upsetting, he decided to find out why he was having dinner with this female first.
She s the best realtor around here. Before you crashed, I set up this meeting to talk to her about
listing the house. Plus she has someone joining us that can help me sell Dad s business. Shawn
rested his sweaty forehead against Ziang s chest.
Ah, I see.
I knew I couldn t be happy here, so I was checking into selling things off. Then you practically
crashed in my lap.
More like you fell at my feet.
Oh, very funny, E.T. Shawn sat up. Bryan noticed my four-wheeler s gone and questioned me
about it. I ve known him since I was a kid, Ziang. He knows that thing was a gift from my dad
and means a lot to me. I told him I took it in for repairs in the next town.
So what s the problem?
If he checks&
Is there any reason to think he would?
Besides the fact he s a cop and naturally suspicious? He s going to find it odd that I didn t take
it here, that I went to the next town. Ziang, I don t think you understand what a small community
is like.
Possibly. We ll just have to be on guard. There s a little more than twenty-four hours left, we ll
be okay.
I hope you re right. Shawn hugged Ziang then stood up. I need to go get cleaned up and call
Ann. I won t be gone any longer than I have to. Oh, are you hungry? I got that raw meat for
you.
Yes, I am. Would you bring me something before you leave?
I can do it now.
I can wait. And Shawn? There s something else I want you to be aware of. Ziang s tentacle
shifted. I m going to claim you tonight.
Shawn blushed from the tips of his ears to his toes. I kind of figured that from what you said
earlier.
Good. So hurry back.
God. Shawn rushed upstairs to shower, already half hard. Now he d have that playing in his
mind the whole time at dinner. He couldn t wait.
Ziang stood by the couch, clenching and unclenching his fist after Shawn left. He d like nothing
better than to find that agent and rip his head off. So the government quarantined the area where
he crashed? That made things more difficult but not impossible& for him. The problem was
going to be getting Shawn close enough to transport.
And not get killed.
Ziang turned back to the TV and the game he d been playing as Diesel rubbed against his leg. He
could stand waiting a few more hours. Shawn needed to carry on like nothing out of the ordinary
was happening; that didn t mean Ziang liked it. Thank the gods the realtor had been female.
Upstairs, Shawn called Ann and apologized for not answering. After a quick conversation he
hung up and dashed upstairs to shower. Forty-five minutes later he was done, dressed, and taking
raw steak out of the refrigerator.
Ziang? It s me. I brought you some meat.
What kind?
Cow. It s pretty good cooked, too, just thought I d mention that.
Ziang smirked as Shawn put the package on the table and stuck his hands in his pockets. I wish
I didn t have to go.
You need to do this. And tomorrow you need to update your social networks. Email a few of
your acquaintances and tell them you re planning to return soon. Make it seem like you re
moving on with your life.
How did you& You hacked my Facebook, didn t you? Ziang, that s just wrong.
Several of Ziang s tentacles reached out, encircled Shawn s wrists, and pulled him close. Most
likely, so I won t tell you how absurdly easy it was.
I would ve given you my password if you gave me a chance. There s not much on there
anyway.
More tentacles eased around to pet Shawn on the back. I did that social network, and a few
more places, as a test run before I hacked into your government s
Shawn waved his hands frantically. I really, really don t want to know how easy that was.
Really. I ve heard horror stories about what they do to people who hack into the government s
computers.
I did find out they haven t found anything, although they know something alien crash-landed.
They re searching for a body now. The good news is they haven t found my ship.
Or my four-wheeler. Shawn rested his head against Ziang s chest.
Go on to your dinner meeting, and don t worry about this.
Yeah, right. That s like telling me not to blink, Shawn said and Ziang smiled down at him. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]