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Danika, The ColonyNaked? Really? Before I opened my eyes, the hum of a cold platform chilled my skin and rattled my bones. I was lying on my side. Good thing, because I was dizzy and felt like I was about to lose anything unlucky enough to be in my stomach.
Blinking slowly, I squinted at the lights until my eyes adjusted and I saw an alien, a freaking huge alien, kneeling next to me.
“Are you hurt?” His voice was deep and rough, like I imagined a giant would sound, with gravel in the back of his throat.
“I don’t think so.” I was about to complain about the whole naked thing, but he draped a soft black sheet over me. The fabric covered me from neck to toes with plenty of extra left over. Even better, it was thick, soft, and warm. “Thanks.”
“My pleasure. It is my duty to care for you.
