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mine. She quickly piled her
hair up into a messy but chic ponytail. She touched her lips with a
bit of lip gloss before quickly tossing the items she had worn to
sleep in into the carry on she had. She slid her designer handbag
over her shoulder and straightened her shoulders in determination.
She was NOT going to be a big baby and cry because she wanted to go
home. She was going to find a way to get back to Earth, even if she
had to kill someone to do it.
    “Next!” Riley said as cheerfully as she could
this early in the morning. “Fred, would you be a dear and run this
back to our rooms? I’d hate to have to carry it all day.”
    Fred reached out and gripped the bag. With a
muttered snort, he took off at a run. Riley couldn’t help but be
grudgingly surprised at how fast the little guy ran for having such
short legs. She looked at Vox, Lodar, and Tor.
    “Well, go on,” she said. “We don’t have all
day!”
    Lodar chuckled but turned and entered the
bathroom. Tor shook his head before following. Vox stared at Riley,
letting his eyes roam over the bright orange and blue top with the
number eighteen on the front. His gaze moved further down to her
blue jean clad legs before settling on her white and blue tennis
shoes.
    “Why do you dress like that?” He asked
curiously. “You should be dressed like you were yesterday.”
    Riley sighed heavily. “I am not about to ruin
my good clothes working in some nasty ass mine! These are much more
comfortable and will do just fine. Now, don’t you need to take care
of business?”
    Vox frowned. “What business?”
    “You know,” she said with a roll of her eyes.
“Whatever guys do in the morning. The three S’s.”
    “The three S’s?” Vox asked confused. He was
focused on the shimmer of Riley’s lips as she pressed them
together.
    “Yes! Shit, shower and shave,” she said
folding her arms across her chest. “Bob can watch me while you go
do your thing.”
    Vox chuckled as her meaning sank in. “I have
never heard of that before. I will wait until Lodar and Tor have
returned before I go do my ‘thing’. You can always join me while I
do my business,” he suggested teasingly before he remembered to
glance at her hands to see if she had anything in them.
    “I don’t think so,” she sniffed and shrugged
indignantly.
    Vox took a step closer to her, forcing her
backwards several steps until she was pressed against the rock wall
behind her. Riley swallowed nervously. Her eyes darted looking for
any type of distraction she could use. She cursed the fact that she
had left her pepper spray under her pillow. She could never think
straight in the morning. If she could get her hands into her
handbag she could probably find something to use as a weapon. She
had everything but the kitchen sink in it. Hell, she even had
multiples of items like the Leatherman and Leatherman micro that
was in the bottom of the damn thing somewhere. One had scissors
while the other had pliers. She was always needing one or the
other. Right now, she could really use the knife on one of
them.
    “What are you doing?” She asked breathlessly,
looking up into his determined eyes. “You need to just stay back!
Remember what happens when you get close to me. I don’t want to
have to hurt you again.”
    Vox reached out and gripped her wrists in a
tight but tender hold. “Then, don’t,” he whispered huskily. “I plan
to kiss you, Riley St. Claire of Denver, Colorado. I plan to mark
you so that there can be no doubt that you belong to me. And
finally, I plan to claim you as my own.”
    Riley shook her head and pressed back as far
as she could against the hard wall behind her. “No, I’ve seen what
happens in the movies. I don’t want you. I don’t….” her voice faded
as Vox covered her lips with his own in a tender, possessive
kiss.
    His groan matched hers as he pressed deeper
when her lips opened under his. The gentle kiss he planned grew
heated as the touch and taste of her swept