Chapter 19

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Abby Abby“Ruk?” Ruk was hurt? Badly? I felt Cormac stiffen in alarm and realized I hadn’t seen the big guy since he’d peeked his head in the entrance to ask if we were all right. “Where is he?” “He is already on board the ship. We carried him to the cargo area and covered him in blankets. He wears no armor, and Latiri 4 is cold.” “You aren’t wearing armor, either,” I pointed out. In fact, he wasn’t wearing anything except a pair of ripped pants. I wasn’t dead. Nine super-sized, gorgeous men—aliens, don’t forget they are aliens—with more muscles than seemed right or fair? And all on display? At the moment, I had my own professional, nearly naked basketball team. Except bigger. And taller. Some darker skinned. Some light. All magnificent. And I didn’t want any of them. Not like that. I

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